Second Mother was the leader of the Miao stockade village. She had a bold and unconstrained temperament. Her right hand guided little Chi Maojiu, while her left hand hooked onto Wen Leyang’s arm unscrupulously as she led them into the stockade village, "Good brother, do you still remember the wicked witch pretending to be the Third Mother Chi Liang and trying to seize the witchcraft power of our entire Miao clansmen?"
Of course, Wen Leyang remembered. The battle of ghastly, fierce, horrifying and full of changes was the epitome of experiences in his lifetime. Upon listening to Second Mother’s words, he nodded and laughed from embarrassment afterwards, "It has been a few years since the event. There is no need to be constantly mentioning about it anymore. The three families of Wen Miao Luo were of the same root and lineage two thousand years ago. We are supposed to coordinate and take care of each other!"
