Qi Wen rolled her eyes at her two brothers. What are they talking about? What do they mean by violence?
The five people next door returned to the courtyard and all sat down there.
"Those four father and son don't seem like ordinary people, but why do they appear to have low cultivation?"
"Jin Lin, did you sense it wrong? Their cultivation indeed doesn't seem high. But they are really young."
"Maybe they're not father and son, but brothers?" Cailing said indifferently.
"Junior sister, are you interested in that pretty boy? Actually, even if you're interested, what does it matter if they are father and son or siblings? Didn't you see there was no female cultivator?"
"Senior brother, what are you talking about? I was just saying." Even if she was interested, she couldn't say it now. After all, her master had already told her she was to be wed to the Sect Leader's junior disciple.
