But they were too used to living comfortably and lost their way in panic, unable to match Madam Xie and the others in pace. The more anxious they became, the more mistakes they made. Old Madam Fan let out an ouch, her face turning pale.
She twisted her ankle.
Sweat dripped from her in pain as she trembled and said, "Quick, stop them."
Qin Liuxi and her group stopped because they saw a family of four. The man was in his thirties, holding the hand of a red-lipped, white-toothed boy of about three. The woman was gentle and charming, it was Miao Family, Fan Huai Peng's second wife. Beside her, a servant was holding a little girl just over a year old.
Madam Xie couldn't see clearly, but she could vaguely make out some silhouettes. Her hand gripping the dragon-headed walking cane tightened.
Mrs. Zhou looked at the little boy and said, "Is this my sister's child?"
