The determined set of Mo Qi's jaw and the firm tone of his voice made Niu Kexin's heart skip a beat.
The news of Uncle Niu's death five years ago had not been kept secret; it had reached the Niu Residence soon after.
Back then, Niu Kexin was just a young girl, barely thirteen years old.
Although Uncle Niu had left her a sizable estate, the head of the family was gone. Alone and vulnerable, she had to bear all sorts of pressure by herself.
What Mo Qi didn't know was that, for all these years, he had been the sole source of the faith that sustained Niu Kexin.
To Niu Kexin, with her father dead, he was her only remaining family.
She had thought of looking for Mo Qi more than once, but the journey was long and arduous. Having never traveled far from home, she couldn't even tell east from west, let alone traverse thousands of miles of territory to reach the Void Sect.
A delicate girl, all alone in a remote place like Nanyang City, guarding a sizable family estate.
