"Yes, whatever the senior asks, we juniors will certainly be forthright with what we know." The white-robed youth breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, but his expression remained respectfully composed.
"Your group's cultivation is so low, not even one Crystal Formation cultivator among you. Aren't you afraid of encountering misfortune with such a tenderfoot team?" Liu Ming sized up the group again before he slowly inquired.
"Senior might be visiting Miaozhong Market for the first time and may not be aware of the situation here. We are disciples of the Heavenly Ox Sect near Miaozhong Market, sent by our master to make offerings. Nearby, neither members of the Barbarian Tribe nor Demon cultivators generally cause us trouble," the white-robed youth hastily replied.
"Offerings? What kind of offerings do you make, and to whom?" Liu Ming's eyes flashed as he continued to question.