In the end, Luo Qianqian still came forward to threaten that woman, threatening her with her life. The gleaming dagger touched her waist; the cold sensation made the woman instantly cower. The woman hurriedly got off the train after it reached the station, not even caring which station it was.
After getting off, her face was full of anger. She had followed this old man for over ten days, yet he was still rescued! Snatched straight from her hands, how could she tolerate this?
But that girl seemed a bit familiar? There was a sense of vague recognition?
However, Luo Qianqian didn't pay much attention to what happened to that woman. She looked at Old Master Tang, who was observing them, and slightly raised an eyebrow, showing no desire to engage in conversation.
After all, they weren't familiar; there was nothing to talk about.
"Heh, Qianqian..." Old Master Tang finally couldn't hold back anymore. Watching as Luo Qianqian turned another page in her book, he spoke up.
