As someone who always kept an eye on Ying Huanhuan, Lin Dong naturally noticed this as well. His goddess had gone out for a while, and when she returned, there was someone by her side.
And it was a man.
That came as quite a surprise.
The disappointment in his heart was beyond words.
But soon, he found the man somewhat familiar.
It seemed he had seen him somewhere before.
Boom! The doors of his memories flew open completely, and that long-sealed memory resurfaced. In that memory, Lin Langtian, whom he had regarded as the enemy of his life, had been killed.
Not only that.
The supreme Opportunity he had obtained—the Devouring Ancestral Symbol, one of the legendary Eight Great Ancestral Symbols—had also been taken away.
Before that person, he had possessed no ability to resist whatsoever.
And wasn't the man beside Ying Huanhuan that very person? His heart trembled.
The shock in Lin Dong's heart was beyond description.
"It's him."
After uttering those two words, Lin Dong's body trembled. He had thought he had long since cast off his fear of him, but now it seemed that he was still deeply afraid of that seemingly invincible man.
His body trembled as his fists clenched tightly beneath his sleeves, turning white from the force.
The disciples standing beside Lin Dong also noticed his agitation, but none of them thought much of it. In their eyes, Lin Dong was clearly so worked up because Senior Sister Ying Huanhuan had returned with a man.
Lin Dong was not the only one stirred up.
They were also greatly agitated. Their goddess seemed to have found someone, and their first love had completely come to an end.
Originally, the goddess Ying Huanhuan belonged to everyone.
But at that moment.
They understood.
From now on,