As the Leng Family members kept talking, the figure within the gray mist gradually became clearer.
It was an old woman, roughly four and a half feet tall, her face covered in wrinkles. She looked quite advanced in age.
Her body was rather hunched, making her appear to be eighty or ninety years old.
This was Leng Xiurong? Senior Lu Changyuan's old flame?
Logically speaking, Lu Changyuan was only in his seventies.
Yet compared to the old woman before us, he seemed far too young.
Could it be that when Leng Xiurong had pursued Lu Changyuan back then, she had been thinking of an old cow eating tender grass?
Then Lu Changyuan rejected her, causing her to turn love into hatred and set her sights on Uncle Yu's wife and child.
No matter what, now that Leng Xiurong had appeared, it was time to settle the grudges of the past several decades.
At that moment, everyone was staring at her.
Uncle Yu was visibly agitated, his teeth grinding with a "clack clack" as muffled, uncontrollable growls of emotion kept escaping his throat.
We could all sense Uncle Yu's turbulent emotions. Master turned around and said to him, "Yu Long, calm down. Take this woman down first, and everything else will follow. Don't act rashly now."
What Master meant was that we could not reveal that we had come to rescue Auntie and her son. Otherwise, we might create unnecessary trouble, place them in danger, and leave ourselves at a disadvantage.
Uncle Yu glared fiercely at Leng Xiurong across from him and forced out through clenched teeth, "I understand!"
As soon as Uncle Yu spoke, Leng Xiurong had already arrived before the crowd with a cane in hand. She seemed to struggle even with walking.
Yet a powerful aura radiated from