"Stop! Stop! Stop!"
He consecutively shouted for her to stop until Chuxue stopped speaking. Only then did Zong Shou facepalm, tapping on her shoulder acting like he was giving her a lecture, "Xue'er you must know that sometimes when one is lucky, anything can happen. What was that phrase? You cannot blame the heavens for everything. You shouldn't blame the god-emperor for a tough life.
Just because your luck is slightly bad, you started to doubt and blame your own master? That's not good!"
Chuxue was extremely furious. She didn't know what Zong Shou meant by his words, and she also didn't know what he was referring to the god-emperor. However, she knew that Zong Shou was trying to bluff her and cheat her out. Her eyes heated up, filled with tears, "Young master, that time, the flower pot made me bleed. And also when that sword chopped down I was really afraid, afraid to die, I really thought that I would die…"