While she was sizing him up, the man was already staring at the portrait in her hand. He asked, "Miss, are you looking for your sister?"
"Has Little Mister seen her before?" Although he seemed amiable, Feng Tianlan still remained vigilant and guarded against strangers.
The man's gaze moved away from the portrait and landed on her face. "I haven't seen her in person, but ten years ago, I saw her portrait."
"Hmm?" Feng Tianlan looked at him in confusion. Her mother had only arrived at the Wushang Continent a year ago. It was impossible for her portrait to appear here. Did this man think that she was gullible and wanted to cheat her?
The man seemed to have seen through her thoughts. He chuckled helplessly and said, "I don't look like a liar either. Miss, you don't have to think of me that way. There's no need to be on guard against me."
