Elder Mrs. Meng was flung backwards, and Qin Liuxi turned her gaze to the man who suddenly appeared before her. He wore a white robe embroidered with totems, his hair braided and bound behind his head with a headband. On his hands were two ancient totem bracelets, identical to the tattoos on Elder Mrs. Meng's hand.
They're a family!
But judging by his righteous demeanor, he didn't seem to be an ally, right?
Qin Liuxi remained motionless, yet didn't lower her guard.
Protective people are everywhere. She was protective, so were others. The scene before her seemed like someone cleaning out their own sect, but that was a family matter, and no one likes outsiders meddling in their family affairs.
When uncertain about the situation, it's better to watch coldly from the sidelines.
Elder Mrs. Meng looked at this man in astonishment, her deeply furrowed mouth murmuring, "Master."
Qin Liuxi: "?"
Master?
