"What's going on over there? Why did such a strange aura suddenly appear?" asked the Yellow Robe Man, a burly figure with an eight-shaped mustache and an extremely aged face.
Three young people stood beside him.
Two men and one woman.
At a casual glance, they appeared to be a handsome man, a young girl, and a child no older than ten.
Yet upon closer inspection, one would discover that the person who looked like a child was actually considerably older than the young man and woman.
Qi'er's beautiful eyes were filled with deep confusion. "A strange aura?"
"Qi'er, how many times has your brother taught you? When you're out in the world, you must pay attention to every situation," said the short man who resembled a child, sounding as though he were lecturing her.
"I've told you countless times, don't call me Qi'er!" The girl flew into a rage.
The change before and after was so drastic that she seemed like an entirely different person.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
The elderly-looking man with the eight-shaped mustache said, "Kuku, stop teasing Yu'er. Otherwise, if anything happens again, this old man won't interfere."
The short man's face immediately turned pale.
Meanwhile, the girl's face flushed crimson, and she said with a bashful expression, "Senior Brother, what are you saying? What could I possibly do?"
Her voice was as soft and tender as could be, making her seem exactly like a shy young maiden.
It was completely unlike her previous furious voice, as though they had come from two different people.
The young man cast a strange glance in their direction but said nothing.
"Senior Brother, there seems to be something wrong with the aura coming from over there. Should we go take a look?" The short man promptly changed the subject.
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