Simply called the person out, Luo Qianqian was a bit surprised that using the Spirit of Jade as bait didn't draw out someone targeting the Spirit of Jade.
Clearly, the previous waves of people had already been dealt with, yet Luo Qianqian and her siblings hadn't noticed.
Silent for a moment, she looked at her two brothers, then nodded.
Arriving at a quaint little courtyard, Luo Qianqian wondered if she had come to the wrong place.
Graceful flowing water, a unique little bridge, and a wooden rocking chair, a tree that requires two people to embrace, a two-story rustic little building, with a glass facade on the first floor, clearly showing a middle-aged man inside who was making tea.
Suspiciously, Luo Qianqian looked at her two brothers behind her, and noticed both of them subtly shaking their heads.
No one knew who this person was?
Luo Qianqian felt inexplicably uneasy; the unknown was indeed terrifying, this statement was no lie.
