Respect

Miao Lao suddenly turned his head.

That slightly aged face made Zhao Shuning feel a little scared.

"Old man?"

Elder Miao grabbed the lantern with the night pearl and walked forward with his own light.

He lowered his head.

He didn't say a word.

Zhao Shuning felt a little confused.

But she could only obediently follow.

Perhaps it had been a while.

That Elder Miao finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

Once again, he turned around without any warning.

Zhao Shuning was so shocked that she stopped on the spot.

"Old man, what's wrong?"