C62 (1/2)

She could still see two dots glittering in the corner of Ci Rendeji's eyes.

”Sigh, Ci Rendeji, this is something that big sister has personally experienced. We cannot trust those good-looking men!”

The woman sighed. When she first left the village, she was also enchanted by the playboys and rich second generations outside, causing her to be confused and lost in thought. Fortunately, her intelligence allowed her to see through the schemes of those guys at the critical moment, allowing her to remain clean until now.

As Ci Rendeji's blood related sister, she didn't want Ci Rendeji to take the wrong path, so he regretted it for his entire life.

”Humph!”

She snorted coldly at Ye Xuan's little courtyard, then turned around and left in satisfaction. For a ”scammer” like Ye Xuan, she could squash a lot of them with just one hand.

The woman followed Ci Rendeji and walked slowly in the direction that they ran, and an old style Tibetan building gradually appeared in front of her. The woman's eyes were filled with smiles, this was her home, and also Ci Rendeji's.

”Ciren Chana, you're back?”

A middle-aged woman, who did not seem old at all, slowly walked out of the building, appearing very amiable.

”Mom, how is Ci Rendeji?”

Ciren Chana had followed Ci Rendeji the whole way and knew that she had already returned home.

”She seems to be in a bad mood and has gone back to her room crying. I wonder what demonic wind this child has fallen for!”

The woman lightly shook her head and could not help but sigh.

”If there's nothing else, let her calm down first. Light Uncle and Ge Sang should still be eating, right?”

The woman nodded and said, ”Go and accompany them, but I have a feeling that it's too much for mother to stay with them. Who are these two people you brought?”

secretly laughed in his heart. Light Uncle and Gesang were both Immortal Cultivator, Gesang was a primary Immortal Cultivator who had just stepped into the ”Transcending Mortality” realm, and Light Uncle had even reached the ”Finger Profound” realm. When normal people stayed with them, they would definitely feel an inexplicable pressure.

”Mom, don't worry, it's alright. I've known them for many years, Light Uncle is my elder!”

Ciren Chana comforted the woman for a while and then walked towards the inner courtyard.

A large pot was set up in the inner courtyard. Waves of fragrance wafted out from the pot and assailed the nostrils.

He saw a middle-aged man and a young man sitting on the ground, surrounded by a huge pot as they ate heartily.

”You're back, Chana?”

The middle-aged man was the Light Uncle that Ciren Chana spoke of, and with a wave of his hand, Ciren Chana obediently sat down.

This Light Uncle could also be considered half her master. Her extraordinary cultivation and the Inner Qi behind his body were mostly thanks to Light Uncle. She respected and respected Light Uncle as if he was his father.

The youth's appearance was not bad, but his eyes were filled with an unfathomable dark aura. He had a murderous aura about him that made it hard for people to fathom him.