Ye Qing Luo rolled her eyes.
[Let your guard down when I am around]
These words were as if someone cast a stone across a still lake, sending splashes of water in the waves of ripples.
Since birth, she was positioned as the future head of the household.
Those sanctimonious elders would do anything possible to take her life.
In order to survive, she needed to become stronger.
In order to live to see each day, she could not afford to let her guard down.
Even in her sleep, she would startle awake at any slight sound or movement.
Despite that, Ye Qing Luo was formidable to be able to gain a firm stand in the household and was in charge of the clan, thus, having a powerful perception had already grown in her.
No one could let her be caught off guard.
"With me around, not anyone will hurt you, you are in safe hands."
The lips of the lord cornered up into a smirk of self-confidence yet brazen savagery.
