Xiahou Xiu Yun was very considerate of Xiangsi's feelings, afraid that she might feel uncomfortable in any way. From the moment they got off the car, she had been holding Xiangsi's hand.
Although the servants did not recognize Xiangsi, seeing how amiable and kind the Madam was to her all the way, they knew she must be the Madam's distinguished guest, and no one dared to neglect her.
"Welcome home, Madam..."
The servants bowed in unison, speaking fluent Xuan Country language.
Xiangsi was taken aback, after all, the ones standing before her were Southern Federation people.
She didn't expect that they would use Xuan people's etiquette to welcome Xiahou Xiu Yun.
