"Chu Han..." Shang Jiudi murmured softly at last. The moment she saw Chu Han's figure, she had already been crying so hard she could barely speak, even wondering whether this was all a dream.
Yang Tian was so overwhelmed with delight that he nearly snapped Ding Siyao's arm beside him. The pain made Ding Siyao bare his teeth and grimace, nearly causing his gun to go off. In that instant, everyone was overcome by an indescribable emotion. Quite a few failed to hold it in, lowering their heads to wipe at their reddened eyes before stubbornly claiming that sand had gotten into them.
Gao Shaohui froze for a moment, blankly staring at the crowd that was so excited they were about to cry. Then, utterly bewildered, he poked Chu Han's arm. "Hey, are they all in love with you or something? Isn't this a bit exaggerated?"
Chu Han paid Gao Shaohui no attention at all. He simply stood where he was, his eyes gleaming with a breathtaking light. Whether he had been struggling outside, laying traps in various bases, playing schemes and mind games, or even when he had been trapped in dire straits in Nandu City, he had never felt such intense emotional turmoil as he did now.
Anluo City was where he had grown up. It was also the place he wanted to protect in the future, the place where he wanted to create miracles.
Wolf Fang Base carried his grand ambitions for development. It held the geniuses, prodigies, and freakish talents he had gathered one by one from all over.
The Wolf Fang Regiment was the force he had personally led and forged, armed with his strongest combat instincts. It was also the sharp sword with which he would realize his ambitions.
Among the people before him