This is certainly delayed, Mingzhu thought to herself. The question was about the late morning arrival last week, after a night of absence. Judgement met Mingzhu at every corner since then, whispering about her dishevelled appearance and tipsy state days ago. Matters became worse when she, unwillingly, served Disung during imprisonment. No one acknowledged how every maid cowered at the thought of meeting a killing tool and she was chosen due to her nonchalance. By now, everyone believed she disgracefully fornicated out of wedlock and sought a higher slave position.


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    You are an idiot, Mingzhu. This is why the mountain clan distrusts you. “What if I refuse to comply with your plan?”