Pang Kongqing's face was still pale as he looked at Mu Yangling suspiciously. "Y-Your cousin is a bandit?" As soon as he said that, Pang Kongqing wished he could bite off his tongue. He knew that he shouldn't be too curious.
Mu Yangling looked at him with a faint smile and casually picked up a stone at the door. She tossed and caught it before exerting strength to crush it.
While Pang Kongqing stared at her with his mouth agape, Mu Yangling said calmly, "Our Mu family's ancestors have Hu blood, so we're a little stronger. Naturally, we can live comfortably even though we live a dangerous life. It's just that my mother doesn't like my father doing such stuff. Physician Pang, our Mu family is very loyal."
"Y—you're bandits from Mount Daluo?" Pang Kongqing had only heard that the leader of a group of bandits in Mount Daluo had Hu blood. Could it be that this "cousin" was the beloved son of the bandit leader?
