Watching Qin Liuxi scare her own people away without drawing a sword, the Meng family's butler, Old Ma, immediately knelt down under her oppressive power, roughly wrapping Meng Guang's foot in clothes, and then picked him up to lead the way.
"I really don't know what's in the ancestral hall; the master won't let us go near it." Old Ma's voice was fearful.
Qin Liuxi said, "Don't know? Then you should at least know that many children come to the Meng family but never leave, right?"
"This..." Old Ma replied awkwardly, "I'm just a servant; how dare I meddle in the master's affairs?"
Qin Liuxi sneered, "Don't dare to meddle? You think you can shirk responsibility just by saying that? You may not have taken direct action, but you're an accomplice. Rest assured, your retribution won't be lacking."
Old Ma's face turned pale.
