The police officer guarding Su Wanwan looked at her with pity.,The young aunt's attire was rather peculiar. She wore a bleached white daoist robe, a wooden hairpin adorned her bun, and she held a talisman in her left hand while a sword rested in her right. Behind her, she carried an unfamiliar seven-star sword.,He Qiong and her colleague next to her glanced at each other, and one of them went out.。