Li Xiaobai's performance was too dominant, and Situ Kong was very afraid of retaliation. They were just ordinary people and could not fight against the big families.
"Grandfather, the young master is helping us,"
Situ Yanyu frowned, feeling that her grandfather was being too cautious.
"Indeed, we cultivators stand for justice and righteousness. When we see injustice, we roar and take action. Rest assured, I will help you resolve your troubles,"
Li Xiaobai said indifferently. From the moment he put on the mask, he had been following the path of his third senior brother, which was somewhat lifeless.
Wang Ergou was thrown out, and Ergouzi seemed very excited, bouncing into Li Xiaobai's arms, burrowing into his chest.
Situ Yanyu's heart skipped a beat, her cheeks flushed slightly. She felt that Li Xiaobai, with a mask, looked even handsomer than before, and he exuded an irresistible charm to women.