"Who are they?"
Xiao Zheng pointed at a group of young people standing at the entrance of the villa and asked.
Although they were far away, he could sense that these young people were martial artists. Each had a formidable presence and a defiant look, completely embodying the attitude of "the world is vast, but Laozi is the greatest".
Upon hearing this, a barely noticeable flicker passed through Mo Ye's eyes, and he said, "They should be considered Miss's family. You don't need to bother with them. You're here this time to help Miss with her medical condition; they won't dare do anything to you."
"Should be considered? How can there be a 'should be'?" Xiao Zheng chuckled wryly, momentarily at a loss for words.
Mo Ye appeared calm, saying, "Miss's family is rather complicated. There are many things I can't explain to you."
"And what about you? What role do you play in this family?" Xiao Zheng asked with interest.
