PFT!
Zhao Qin rushed over and threw herself into Zhao Xuanqi's arms, holding him tightly as tears streamed down her face.
In just a few short years, too many things had happened, making Zhao Qin feel as if a lifetime had passed.
Back then, after the incident at the Xiaolin Martial Arts Hall, she had left Yuehai and was assigned to work behind the lines for the National Salvation Association. From time to time, she would hear news about Zhao Xuanqi from the newspapers or from the organization's high command.
First in Jinmen... the youngest Harmony master in the world... Chairman of the World Martial Arts Conference, leader of the civilian Martial Arts Realm, the rumored Ninth Monarch of the Divine Land, and finally, the legendary Divine General realm.
She couldn't imagine what Zhao Xuanqi must have gone through to achieve all that.
Others might have envied her for having a brother who could be called a hero of his generation, but her heart was never filled with joy, only worry.
