Xue Ling, standing outside the door, listened as her master made up a pitiful story about her origins. But, it seemed that what her master said about albinism was a real disease. Sigh, who could blame her for being all white? Having her background arranged like this didn't seem to harm her anyway.
After listening to the story, Chu Molin remained silent while holding his son, seemingly deep in thought.
Qin Xue felt a little guilty seeing him like this, but he wouldn't believe the truth. So, there was nothing she could do but let him struggle with his thoughts.
"Xue Ling, watch over the child. I'll clean up and then take you both out to the streets," called Qin Xue.
"Okay, Qin Xue," Xue Ling responded, using the new name Qin Xue had given her to fit her fabricated story. It wouldn't be appropriate for her to continue calling Qin Xue "master."