Wei Dongjia frowned, already knowing that Qixing was very skilled, but there was nothing foolproof in the world.
While they were talking, a maid from the Bai family came to salute them.
"Master," she said respectfully, "Mrs. Bai is waiting for you."
In everyone's sight, Qixing walked outside.
Although the three members of the Wei family were a little worried, they still followed the instructions and did not follow.
"Master." The girl Ah Mao jumped out and raised the bamboo pole in her hand, "Do you still need to borrow my weapon?"
Qixing looked at her and reached out to take it: "Thank you very much."
Ah Mao rolled around happily and watched Qixing holding the bamboo pole and heading out.
Countless eyes followed him in the hall.
Gao Xiaoliu knew that this girl had extraordinary skills and was brave, but he could see that she was not just brave, but she truly believed.
He was just not satisfied with that woman.
"You are not as good as others but you are jealous of them. You really embarrass Meishan." The person next to me sneered.
This maidservant was the only one leading the way, and she didn't meet anyone else or be ambushed.
"That's how a real Mohist is. He neither avoids suspicion nor avoids relatives. What's so fake about this?" Qixing said, looking at him, "And as I said before, I can still feel malice and kindness."
The rich man looked stunned, with some guessing: "You are..."
Gao Xiaoliu coughed slightly and interrupted: "Grandma, my father is still waiting."
Qixing nodded: "Yes, I am still alive." She also sighed softly, "So Elder Gao escaped death."
"We advised him to live for the sake of Momen."
Gao Xiaoliu has already stepped out.
In other words, it can be said that people with high skills are bold, broad-minded and fearless, and Gao Xiaoliu smiles even more.
"She's even prettier than Xiao Liu." Mrs. Bai muttered from the side.
"Master." He saw Qixing hurriedly waving. When Qixing approached, he took out his feet and lowered his voice, "I should have gone to pick you up in person. It's safe, but it's safer to stay here to avoid..."
The rich man Gao looked at the girl standing in front of him. Don't tell me, her posture, tone and expression were exactly the same as those of the former boss.
Meishan Lao Si’s face turned red. He wanted to refute something, but he didn’t open his mouth and was a little confused. Why did everyone seem to have accepted this leader?
He leaned over in his wheelchair and saluted.
Gao Xiaoliu laughed, extended his hand to Qixing to invite him, and shouted loudly: "The master is here."
The maid who brought Qixing here earlier and parked obediently outside the courtyard door responded and left. Not long after, the sound of a wheelchair mixed with the sound of rapid footsteps came.
"Others don't need to, I'll do it, I'll do it."
"Is this the Bai family's meeting with the leader?" Someone murmured, "It's actually a private meeting, which shows that they don't approve of it."
"The old man showed me an opportunity. Maybe one day, I can bring Momen back to life, so I have lived an ignoble existence till now."
"This is my grandmother. She has no martial arts. If anything happens, you can use her as a hostage. Although my uncles are Mohists, they don't dare to be unfilial." Gao Xiaoliu turned to Qixing and whispered sideways.
Gao Xiaoliu had one foot inside the threshold and one foot outside the threshold. He seemed to be about to come out, but also seemed to be able to go in at any time.
The rich man Gao's confusion was interrupted and he glared at his son: "Shut up." He looked at Qixing again and sighed softly, "Of course I remember, you are, my little girl."
The cat on her lap jumped down, and Mrs. Bai stood up, supported by Gao Xiaoliu, and saluted respectfully: "Mr. Bai Li has met the master."
"Dad." Gao Xiaoliu whispered from the side, "think hard."
"Sure enough, I have been waiting for this day."
Just like Gao Xiaoliu, even in the inner house, she was dressed in jewels and gold, and the cat squatting on her knees also wore a collar with gold bells.
Gao Xiaoliu suddenly smiled: "Don't you think I'm faking it? I'm pretending to be crazy?"
"Hey, what are you doing?" Meishan Lao Si couldn't help but panicked, "Why am I dissatisfied with Momen?"
"Gao Suyang failed to rescue the leader and did not live and die with the leader. I feel deeply ashamed."
Yes, did something happen?
It was almost dusk, and the lights in the Bai family's mansion were turned on one by one, moving from the front yard to the back yard, where light and shadow merged.
Qixing looked at him: "I am the daughter of Beitang Yunyan, a disciple of Elder Xie. Elder Gao, we met at the headmaster's place. Do you still remember?"
Gao Xiaoliu lowered his gaze and was silent. Mrs. Bai seemed to be asleep, and the tabby cats at the head of the stream stopped snoring.
Sure enough, he is also a descendant of the family, Gao Xiaoliu thought to himself, he couldn't help but look at his father, and saw that Elder Gao's expression seemed a bit confused...
In terms of age, she was still young when she met her father.
Perhaps there was no excitement or joy in her voice and her expression was calm, which made this sentence, which was supposed to express the joy and sorrow of the rest of her life, sound like a reproach.
"It's great that you're still alive. It's great that you're still alive."
Gao Xiaoliu smiled smugly: "That's it, my friend, it must be awesome."
Meishan Laosi was a little surprised. He turned to look around him and saw that except for the two people talking, the people around him had unkind eyes.
It is Mrs. Bai.
"You are so young." Mrs. Bai said, "You are even more powerful than our Xiaoliu."
"After the incident happened, we fought hard to protect the leader and rush out."
"The leader said that the reason why death is the meaning of practicing ink."
But this girl actually believed it.
"With the help of everyone, I fought my way out of the siege and spread the leader's order."
Little girl, is this her real name? Nickname? It’s quite funny. Gao Xiaoliu looked at Qixing.
The gray-haired old woman was also awkward in her movements. Qixing accepted the gift calmly and nodded: "Mrs. Bai, you're welcome. Please sit down."
"My dear grandson, have you seen enough for yourself? Please come in quickly and let grandma see it too."
An old woman's voice came from inside the door.
Having said this, the wealthy man raised his head and looked at Qixing with a very excited expression.
Someone next to me said coldly: "What does it matter if the Bai family recognizes it or not? Do they have the final say in Momen?"
The old and thin wealthy man didn't wait to sit down again, but he hurriedly asked, "Who is that old man?" His eyes fell on Qixing.
"Grandma, this is the head of the family." Gao Xiaoliu said.
Another person was even more unkind: "Meishan Lao Si, I see that you have always been arrogant. Do you have any dissatisfaction with Momen?"
It is unreasonable for a son to accuse his father of having problems and to protect outsiders at all times.
Thinking of this, Qixing smiled, and then saw Gao Xiaoliu standing at the door in front of him.
He really... Qixing couldn't help but laugh, and the usually calm eyes behind the mask seemed a little helpless.
Qixing followed Gao Xiaoliu and walked in. The courtyard was not big, and the lights were brightly lit inside and outside. There were no servants around. There was only an old woman sitting on the porch, holding a fat tabby cat in her arms.
To avoid hiding people while he's not here?
Qixing said: "Thank you."
"He asked me to go out and convey the master's order to inform all the Mohists in the world. It was an unwarranted act to forge the artifact and drive it for the King of Jin. Therefore, the Mohist does not need to follow the leader's wrong instructions and follow him to death.
"
Mrs. Bai thanked her and sat down. The tabby cat jumped onto her lap again and looked at the seven stars curiously with its owner.
The bright lights danced on her face, and her fair face, eyes as bright as stars, and straight bridge of nose fell clearly into everyone's eyes.
Qixing didn't take off his mask, and nothing could be seen from looking at it.
"The leader said that if he dies, the Momen will not be cut off."
Qixing was neither modest nor frightened, he just listened quietly.
In the courtyard, the rich man Gao's narration seemed to bring everyone back to the land of Jin. His expression was a bit sad and arrogant.
Qixing looked at him and raised his hand to take off his mask.
"But the leader refused."
Accompanied by the sound of talking, he helped someone walk in, and Zhike was moving a wheelchair behind him.
I don’t even know what she looks like or who she is!
He looked around the hall. Some people had cold expressions, some had frowns, some had wandering eyes as if they were spying, guarding and scrutinizing, and some were looking down in thought.
The atmosphere is weird.
Mrs. Bai curled her lips: "I know, I know, I'm busy with your business." After that, she called the maid, "Let him come over."
"How old are you this year?" Mrs. Bai asked with a smile.
He looked at the girl in front of him and seemed to see the past through her.
There was something gloating about his misfortune in his voice.
"Afterwards, I was supposed to rush back to Jin to die with my fellow sect members, but I was seriously injured and passed out. Fortunately, I met an old person."
"There are still so many people in our Mo sect, and now we have elected a leader. I will die without regrets now."
Qixing nodded, his expression did not change at all after hearing these old stories.
"That old man is Liu Yan." She said, "What's going on between you and Liu Yan? Are you being driven by him?"
This was really an interrogation, and the wealthy man frowned secretly.