[ Sadly for Ye Baiyi, Zishu is used to such harsh glares. Especially in ignoring them.

His gaze lowers as he listens to both sides. While he doesn't quite sigh, he turns and clasps his hands before him in a little bow to Xue Qianxun. ]

Thank you for your restraint. I hope you can forgive me for not doing more in protecting your peace here.

[ Straightening, he turns back to Ye Baiyi and gestures pointedly out of the house. ]

I have no reason not to believe his word. Some people help because they feel like it, or because they have been asked. I have made many friends here because of that kindness.