"Senior brother, she is—"
"The old man finally died?"
Xiao Chi was stunned for a moment, not expecting that the senior brother she had been longing for would say such disrespectful words as soon as he returned.
Cen Lizhui himself was also taken aback. Although he occasionally had such thoughts in his heart, his mind always controlled him well, knowing which words should be said and which should be swallowed back. But this time...
He inexplicably felt a sense of rebellion; since he had already spoken...
"It must be quite difficult for you to find something completely white that differs from the Immortal Sect attire, right? Actually, it's unnecessary; if the old man is dead, you can casually pull out any mourning clothes." Cen Lizhui finished speaking and carried Chen Muxue inside.
