A group of people came from afar. The three at the front were none other than Qin Sansheng, Qin Jishi, and Hong'er...
Qin Jishi stood in the center, especially conspicuous.
"Ji... Jishi..."
Qin Xiao could not believe his eyes. He even thought he was dreaming.
"When... when did he return?"
"No!"
"Am I dreaming?"
Gulp!
Hearing was falsehood; seeing was truth!
Now?
Even everything Qin Xiao witnessed with his own eyes felt utterly unbelievable.
Ji... Jishi had returned?
Really?
Really?
At the same time!
From far away, Qin Jishi could see the tragic scene here.
Especially... especially Crimson Eye and Corpse Burner attacking while White Dragon struggled to hold on.
"White Dragon!"
Qin Jishi was somewhat dazed.
No sooner said than done—by the time they had fully arrived here—
"Mad... Mad Saber... am I seeing things? Is that the Young Pavilion Master?"
"Where?"
Mad Saber followed his gaze. "Young... Young Pavilion Master?"
"..."
"Really... is that really the Young Pavilion Master?"
"..."
"Hehe!"
"Hehe!"
"It really is the Young Pavilion Master."
"..."
It all felt dreamlike and illusory, yet they knew they were not dreaming.
"The Young Pavilion Master... the Young Pavilion Master has returned."
"That's wonderful!"
"Hahaha!"
Overwhelmed with excitement, Mad Saber could not help but burst into loud laughter.
"Crimson... Crimson Eye... Corpse Burner... your good days are over."
"Young Pavilion Master, make your move... crush them into ashes."
"Young Pavilion Master, you have finally returned. Don't give them a chance to catch their breath."
"..."
In their hearts, they revered Qin Jishi beyond measure.
As long as Qin Jishi had returned, there was nothing to fear.
What Crimson Eye?
What Corpse Burner?
Bullshit!
The deafening shouts rang through the clouds, nearly exploding the heavens.
Corpse Burner and Crimson Eye naturally heard them clearly.
Jumping clowns!!
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