Jealousy, Oath, Divine Emissary

Ye Qing's head was lowered as numerous thoughts flashed through his head. He was three parts disappointed, three parts angry, and three parts amused. He truly went and overestimated himself back there, thinking that as his attendant, Celesti would at the very least be obedient and listen to his instructions. This lesson was a harsh blow to Ye Qing, teaching him not to lay the foundations of his trust in the natives; these people weren't mere NPCs, but they were frighteningly intellectual with their independent seven emotions and six desires. 

Celestia's face was distorted in guilt as her crystalline eyes sparkled with a misty haze. She knew that she just messed up, but she nonetheless felt like it wasn't a big deal because she only hesitated for a brief moment back then. She knew she would have ultimately helped her master in name, or at the very least, that's what she convinced herself.