Mo Xuetong's eyes fell on the person in front of her. Judging from his clothes, he did not look like those doing the hard work. His hands were thin but clean with his fingernails trimmed smoothly. And his long blue robe, no matter from the clothing material or the embroidered lines and buttons on the neckline, were very exquisite, unlike an ordinary one.
Obviously, the man was either from a wealthy or a noble family. But how could such a person appear on the road alone and push on the trip the Puguang Temple with his sick body? A hint of suspicion flashed in Mo Xuetong's eyes.
Mo Xuetong took two steps back and asked with a calm smile, "Sir, where are your family members?"
