Tianshan Tonglao shot her a glance. "Shut up!" She saw through Li Qiushui's petty attempt to expose her weakness at once.
Just then, the white-haired, rosy-cheeked old man happened to overhear their conversation and ran over curiously. "Eh? You're such a young little girl—why does your voice sound so old?"
Tianshan Tonglao was already furious. Hearing that, she answered coldly, "Get lost~"
Yet the old man grew even more curious. He circled around her, studying her closely. "How strange, how strange indeed."
Her small stature had always been Tianshan Tonglao's sore spot, and she loathed the odd looks of others most of all. With a snort, she struck directly at the old man with her palm. She was truly enraged now, and this move contained the power of the Tianshan Six Yang Palm.
"Ah!" The old man had not expected her to attack so suddenly, much less that this little girl possessed such formidable martial arts. Her tiny palm reached him in an instant. In his haste, he hurriedly used the Empty Ming Fist to defend himself, only neutralizing the fierce force of her palm after several successive moves.
This truly frightened him. He hurriedly retreated more than a zhang, putting enough distance between them, but his alarm was soon replaced by even greater curiosity. "Fun, fun! Let's fight again." With that, he prepared to charge over once more.
"Zhou Botong, don't make trouble." At that moment, the other old man beside him, dressed entirely in patches, casually stepped sideways and blocked his path. There were no shortage of experts present, and they could tell that this seemingly casual stance was extraordinarily subtle. It happened to cut off his companion's attack route, dissolving the fight before it began.
The white-haired old man scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, but his