The newcomer wore a gray-black cloak and a mask. Just as Xue Huo had said, not a scrap of their face was exposed; only a pair of faint gray-black eyes could be seen.
"Hmm!?" Li Rong suddenly felt those eyes looked familiar. She slowly rose to her feet.
"Could you be...!?" She could scarcely believe it, and even her voice began to tremble slightly.
Swish.
The newcomer threw back the cloak, revealing a head of long black hair beneath it.
"Long time no see, Master." A faint smile appeared on Wei He's calm face.
"I'm back."
Boom!!
With a tremendous crash, Li Rong vanished from where she stood and threw her arms around Wei He.
The immense power of her physical body was simply incomparable to the True Strength masters and grandmasters of Seracla.
That terrifying Great Strength of several hundred thousand jin nearly crushed Wei He's chest shut, leaving him unable to catch his breath.
Li Rong held his entire body tightly in her embrace.
Thud thud thud thud!!
Li Rong's eyes reddened as she anxiously smacked Wei He's back again and again, each blow producing a dull thud.
"Where the hell did you run off to, brat!? If you were fine, why didn't you come back!? All you knew was how to make us worry!"
"It's all right, Teacher. Didn't I come back?" Wei He kept the smile on his face.
Around the training grounds, Xue Huo, Li Chengji, and the others emerged one after another. Seeing this scene, they were all slightly moved.
Li Rong was famous for protecting her own. Wei He's previous disappearance had even led her to personally join Ju Sha, becoming one of its commanders.
They had thought they would never see Wei He again. Yet now, he had suddenly returned.
Wei He