"Who are you?" Feng Jiuli asked vigilantly.

The old man in the lead looked to be in his sixties, and the people behind him were all dressed the same, and it seemed that they should be members of the family.

It's just that Feng Jiuli has never seen them.

"You don't care who we are. Just now...

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