Passing on the Lamp of the Buddha's Heart: Infusing Wu Song with Spiritual Power, and the Emergency Headband Is Developed! (Continued)

At the sound of that voice—so familiar it could not have been more familiar—

the imposing divine general in white robes shuddered violently.

In eyes once calm as ice, an instant surge of incredulous ecstasy and hot tears welled up!

"Second Brother!! Third Brother!!"

Zhao Yun leaped straight from horseback into the air.

He did not even spare a thought for the peerless divine weapon bound to his very life, the [Dragon Gallant Bright Silver Spear], leaving it standing rigidly in the snow.

Three tall, brawny figures embraced in the whirling snow.

"Good brother! This old Zhang has finally lived to see you arrive..."

Zhao Yun had always been reserved by nature, never skilled at putting his feelings into words.

Unable to say much, Zhao Yun merely called, "Second Brother, Third Brother," his voice already choking with emotion.

Standing to one side, tears also glimmered in Guan Yu's long phoenix eyes.

He reached out and pressed heavily upon Zhao Yun's shoulder, looking this brother of his up and down—still as handsome and upright as ever—as he exclaimed again and again:

"Good! Good! Good!

Zilong, your bearing remains unchanged—not diminished in the slightest!

Your elder brother is deeply gratified!"

"Second Brother, to see you all again... it truly feels like a dream!"

The three brothers reminisced amid the wind and snow, the scene moving beyond words.

After that brief outpouring of excitement and emotion—

Guan Yu, the Big Brother among the Five Tiger Generals, was the first to regain his senses from the violent tide of feeling.

He took Zhao Yun's hand and turned to face Lin Chen.

Guan Yu's expression turned solemn, his tone carrying an unquestionable gravity.

"Zilong, there will be time enough for us brothers to catch up.

For now, quickly come with me and pay respects to