When Lu Luo and the others looked toward the old lady, this spirited old lady also looked toward them.
Eyes met, and there was a moment of silence.
"Mom, you're back."
"Xiao Ming, you have guests!"
Although the old lady was in high spirits, her frame was somewhat lean and her hair had turned completely white, but she was very clean.
Listening to the brief exchange between the two, Lu Luo learned the other party's identity: Qian Ming's mother.
After taking off her shoes, Qian's mother didn't put on another pair; she was barefoot. Her outdoor shoes were placed in the last slot of the shoe cabinet.
Lu Luo found it strange. Given Qian Ming's wealth and assets, his mother, if not a lady of high status, should at least not be like this. She was plain to an extreme.
[This old person has a strong force of Holy Light on her, but this Holy Light is slowly fading and does not originate from within her.]
