Xiang Shan halted his deadly Moves upon hearing the word "Xiang," simultaneously changing his Stance and looking towards the source of the voice.
He had never expected he could keep his identity concealed forever. He had merely hoped that it would be revealed in a way that best fit the code of a chivalrous hero when "necessary." A little surprise was acceptable; it was no big deal.
Yet, when he heard the address "Uncle Xiang," Xiang Shan felt a shiver erupt from deep within his soul.
The magnetic field parted the metal aerosol in front of Xiang Shan. He still maintained his Stance, but his aggressiveness dissolved in an instant.
A person… it should be a woman, slowly walked over.
Her demeanor was unlike any he had seen in the past three years. As the culture crumbled, society's discipline disappeared as well. The people living in this era could only rely on intuition to choose a "non-offensive" way to interact with others.
