Chen Muxue was utterly confused about this—
Why is Qixi called brother and Huo Lian called uncle?
Ahem, missed the point.
Chen Muxue stood arrogantly with her hands on her hips: "You're wearing a cloak in broad daylight, are you so ugly you've lost the face to see people?"
The man in black was so furious he was about to make a move, but before he could do anything, with a "bang", he fell straight to the ground.
Cen Lizhui clapped the big wooden stick in his hand and gave a thumbs-up to Chen Muxue, indicating it was taken care of.
"Good sound, good luck indeed," Chen Muxue said with satisfaction.
The kids immediately rushed over to surround Qixi, shouting "Brother Qixi" in unison.
"Since when did the kids get so familiar with Qixi? It was just a carriage ride, right?" Chen Muxue walked over curiously, using her toe to lift the man's cloak.
A pale, beardless man indeed not looking so great appeared in front of them.
