"Hehe… Little Mengli? So cute. Come, let Martial Uncle hug you…"
Zhao Wan'er wasn't polite at all. She liked little girls to begin with. Back then, she was the one who brought Little Linglong up. Now that there was another one, she could finally have some fun.
Looking at her evil gaze, Little Mengli was a little afraid and hid behind Lin Qingzhu, not daring to come out.
Lin Qingzhu was both angry and amused. "Damn girl, be serious. Don't scare her." After cursing Zhao Wan'er, she turned to Little Mengli and said, "Mengli, don't be afraid.
"From now on, you are the twentieth generation eldest disciple of Violet Cloud Peak, the future successor. This is your second martial uncle, Zhao Wan'er. You also have a little martial uncle called Linglong. You'll see her in the future."
"Okay…"
After hearing Lin Qingzhu's explanation, Little Mengli obediently responded, still feeling a little afraid.
