"I… our Lunisolar Shrine's… influence in the Three Provinces, isn't, isn't what you see, w-we…"
"Scared now?" the little lady asked nonchalantly.
Her eyes fixated on the Holy Daughter, who looked like a beggar.
"What are you scared of? Aren't you the emissary of the gods? The heavens will shelter you!" Qiao Mu declared expressionlessly. The spiritual thunder talismans between her fingers abruptly leapt into mid-air.
"Don't worry, the gods are present with you.
"You will surely make it through Heavenly Punishment!
"You are the emissaries of the gods. You are the sons and daughters cherished by the heavens!" The little stoic curled her lips as she stated this.
Mu Jingrui's entire body shook as he watched this. He felt like this young niece of his was likely to become a psycho…
This gaze and this tone of voice were so calm that it made his hair stand on end.
