Baili An has always greatly respected such senior figures with high prestige.
He quickly stopped moving forward, bowing to the silhouette inside the gauze curtain.
"Greetings, Mistress."
Unexpectedly, the silent maid turned out to be quite arrogant, her gaze contained a certain coldness uncharacteristic of a maid. She glanced at him and lifted the gauze curtain, gesturing for him to enter and speak.
Baili An continued to stand still, feeling that this act was rather disrespectful.
The distinction between men and women should be strictly observed.
At that moment, a strange yet melodious soft voice came from beneath the curtain: "I have been traveling outside and no longer care about these sect rituals. You, little one, needn't be so reserved. As the elder sister of the Sword Master, I naturally also see the sect disciples as my nieces and nephews. There's no need for such an icy title like Mistress; if you wish, feel free to call me Auntie."
