When Han Qiushui knelt down to plead with Xiao Yu, Zhang Lan's heart tightened as well.

Huang Xiang quickly shook her head and whispered from behind, "Mother... we're not like them. If it weren't for the master, we would have died in the Jade Maiden Gourd long ago. We wouldn't have had the chance to form a Golden Core... Don't forget how the master treated us..."

Zhang Lan hesitated to step forward, knowing she was the least presentable here.

She was just an ordinary-looking peasant woman, while her daughter was much more attractive.