"Senior Brother Chen?"
Lin Qingzhu found it hard to believe. Although her intuition told her that the person before her was Chen Nan, his unfamiliar appearance made her hesitant to recognize him.
Chen Nan performed the "Heavenly Fox Form," swiftly altering his figure and appearance until he returned to his original look, a gentle smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, "It's me. I'm sorry, I'm late."
Just a single word of concern made Lin Qingzhu burst into tears, rushing into Chen Nan's embrace.
"Senior Brother Chen, is this really not a dream?"
Her soft body trembled in his arms, tears soaking his chest, and Chen Nan apologetically patted Lin Qingzhu's back, softly saying, "Of course it's not a dream. I really am back."
Although he didn't know what just happened in the Yuantian Sect these past two years, from the mouth of the Senior Brother Guo he had just killed, it seemed like Lin Qingzhu hadn't been doing well.
