"This ... This senior ... We are just the disciples of the branch family of the Yuwen family. What happened just now has nothing to do with us. Please be magnanimous and not hold it against us." The few people's teeth were chattering, and they forced out a smile that was uglier than crying. They stammered, and it seemed that they were quite frightened.
Their judgment was still good. They could see that these Ling clan disciples in front of them all followed Ling Chuxi's lead, but they did not know how to address her. Calling her 'miss' would not be enough respect. Calling her 'big sister' would probably end up worse than Yuwen Sicheng. After thinking about it, they could only call her 'senior'.
