As soon as Sheng Yang walked in, two rows of well-trained servants immediately bowed to her. "Miss, we've been waiting for you."
Sheng Yang was expressionless, but she felt that her uncle's description of Lanca was exaggerated.
She glanced sideways at the people standing on both sides. Perhaps it was to make it easier to take care of her, there were more women and fewer men. However, looking at the clues these people revealed, it was obvious that they were all martial artists. They were quite skilled too.
Sheng Yang sighed inwardly. She knew her uncle said that the Kang family's main business was in Lanca, so they had many enemies. She understood that, but was he going to protect her like a baby?
"Miss, you can call me Sister Qian. I'm in charge here. If you have anything to say in the future, just tell me." A woman in her 30s stood up and smiled. She was from Lanca. She did not look old at all and was comparable to a B-list celebrity.
