"I've kept you waiting for a long time. Although I can't remember who you are, I can tell that you've done a lot for me."
Chen Lan sighed, a bit apologetic, noting that while someone owed him much, he also owed others much.
How many things about his former self did he still not know?
The White Dragon was stunned upon hearing this, eyes wide as tears fell, and then it smiled.
"I knew it was you. You're still alive."
Suddenly, it lifted its dragon head with great difficulty and laughed heartily.
"Hahaha, still alive. I knew you, kid, wouldn't die!"
It had been searching for Ye Lan for tens of thousands of years, firmly believing that he wouldn't die. But as the days passed without finding Ye Lan, despair gradually set in.
Now, seeing the living Ye Lan appear before it once again, it could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
It knew that Ye Lan couldn't possibly die; he was the first prodigy of the Desolate Celestial Realm!
