The Reborn Aristocrat’s Daughter

"Ah, what do you mean, ’ah’? Didn’t you hear my question?" Situ Xin glanced at Baibai.

Baibai felt incredibly wronged by that look, it wanted to say, "Didn’t you hear my question? And wasn’t I the one who asked first?" "I said, do you have any method that can provide someone without a Spiritual Root with one?" Situ Xin asked again.

"There is a method, but it’s not easy to execute," Baibai thought for a moment and then spoke.

As for Situ Xin, she automatically dismissed what Baibai had said last, only allowing the first part of his statement to register. "That’s good as long as there is a way."

Obviously, Baibai also noticed that its master had only taken in the first part of what it said and completely ignored the last. Baibai really wanted to roll its eyes without care for its image and say to Situ Xin, "Please, the last part is the key, don’t just listen to the beginning and ignore the end."

However, Baibai dared not voice these thoughts, knowing that offending its master Situ Xin was not a wise decision. Offending its master Situ Xin meant that all those delicious treats it coveted would become distant memories.

Situ Xin rushed to her grandparents’ room and knocked on the door, "Knock, knock, knock."

"Who is it, knocking on our door so late?" Situ Xin stood outside the door and clearly heard the booming voice of her grandfather, Old Master Situ.

"I’ll go and see, maybe there’s something important." The one who spoke next was Old Madam Situ; Situ Xin, standing outside, clearly heard the sound of her grandmother getting out of bed and putting on shoes.

The door creaked open and Old Madam Situ was still muttering, "Speak up." As she finished speaking, she saw Situ Xin standing in the doorway holding Baibai and quickly said, "Oh, it’s Baby. What’s wrong? Did something happen?" As she spoke, Old Madam Situ pulled Situ Xin into the room.