The courtyard was silent in the dead of night.
The white-haired crone hastened with the unconscious Li Qiqi in her arms.
Suddenly, a figure blocked her path.
Mr. Zhang, dressed in Daoist robes, appeared even more imposing under the moonlight.
"Old lady, wandering around in the middle of the night is not safe,"
Mr. Zhang said with a smile.
But his eyes carried a chill.
The old woman instinctively took a few steps back in fear.
"Master, I have no quarrels with the Daoist community; this is my own granddaughter, part of my family heritage. The eminent leader of the Daoist community surely wouldn't interfere with our domestic trifles, would you?"
Miao Cuihua looked at Mr. Zhang in astonishment.
He was even more formidable than the legends suggested.
Just now, to be on the safe side, she had activated the strongest defense of the Five Poison Enchantment Array.
Anyone who dared to break into the Formation would be subjected to a backlash.
Yet, he could freely move within it.
