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"Mie, I finally get to see the real you."

Outside the gates of the Heavenly Saber Gladiator Arena, Lan Heng excitedly circled Shi Yan, who had just appeared, looking him up and down, his voice already carrying a sob.

"You have no idea how hard these past few years have been for us while you were gone."

In a torrent of words, Lan Heng once again poured out all the messages he had sent Shi Yan.

Shi Yan was the pillar of the Heavenly Saber Gladiator Arena. Without Shi Yan around, it was easy to imagine how dismal business had been.

As Shi Yan's agent, Lan Heng had been under enormous pressure.

Just think about it—he could only send messages inside the Virtual God Realm, but had no way to meet the man, much less invite him back.

As agents went, no one had ever done the job quite like this.

If not for the rather great merit he had earned, he would have been swept out the door by the Heavenly Saber Gladiator Arena long ago.

"All right, haven't I come back now?"

Shi Yan smiled faintly and patted Lan Heng on the shoulder.

"Oh? Not bad, Brother Lan. You've actually reached Peak Lord Realm."

Previously, Lan Heng had been in the late Lord Realm. Now, he was at Peak Lord Realm.

And his realm was stable, clearly not like someone who had just advanced.

"I have you to thank for that. Your stunning performances before earned me quite a few resources."

Lan Heng stopped moving, then a hint of comfort appeared on his face.

"Mie, you don't need to be discouraged either. There were too many experts in this Virtual God Tower selection tournament. It's normal to be eliminated. You're still young. Sign up again next time, and