Hearing this, the servants who had followed hesitated for a moment and stood still, not moving.
After all, the little girl's body was affected by the drugs, transforming her into her current child-like appearance.
But she was still the Fifth Miss of the family, and how could they, mere servants, dare to overstep their bounds?
If one day the Fifth Miss were to recover, would they still be alive?
"What, she's the master and I'm not?" the woman perceived the servants' hesitation, "You don't want to offend her but want to offend me?"
That remark gave the servants peace of mind.
Making up their minds, they stepped forward and seized the little girl, "Fifth Miss, please forgive us."
With the physical condition of the little girl at the time, she faced many limitations and was naturally no match for the physically strong servants.
Knowing she couldn't escape, she didn't struggle but looked at the woman with cold and fierce eyes.