All of these people, without exception, were armed and exuded an intense aura of danger, akin to desperados.
The leader, however, was a man with gold-rimmed glasses who looked refined and scholarly, standing out awkwardly among these fierce individuals.
The servant led Nie Qingru down the stairs. Faced with a group of armed intruders, she was so frightened that she trembled and whispered, "Empress, it's them."
Mo Xi also saw Nie Qingru come down, adjusted the edge of his glasses, and greeted her politely, "You must be the empress of the reclusive family. I've heard so much about you!"
When Nie Qingru saw the hand extended in front of her, she neither moved nor reached out to shake it. Instead, she retracted her gaze, slightly raised her chin with an imperious attitude, squinted, scanned the group, and said directly, "What do you want with me? Just say it."
