Su Fan was pestered by Sister Zhen and Li Chongxiu for quite some time. Only after the two girls finally released him with beaming smiles did he get a moment to breathe.
"All right, I'm going to take a look at the Gathering Yin Secret Realm. Tonight, I'll prepare some good wine and dishes, and we'll have a proper drink..."
Hearing this, the two of them leaped off him like fledgling swallows returning to their nest. Delighted, they turned around and went to prepare dinner.
Su Fan watched their lively backs and smiled. Then he stepped out of the Portable Secret Realm. With a flash, he appeared inside the Gathering Yin Secret Realm.
The moment he appeared, he saw that Yaksha, Poison Fang, Manager Yusheng, and the others had already been waiting there.
Their dark robes rustled in the Yin wind. Everyone knelt in unison, their foreheads striking the stone with dull thuds, their voices wrapped in uncontrollable trembling.
"Greetings, my lord..."
To them, these past few years had been no different from enduring torment in purgatory.
When Su Fan had been sucked into the Starry Sky Gate, the Gathering Yin Secret Realm had suffered a violent impact that remained vivid in their minds to this day. What followed had been a long period of severed contact.
After all, they had all signed harsh master-servant contracts with Su Fan. If anything happened to him, they would have to follow their master into the grave.
Su Fan raised a hand in a gesture of support and said, "Go on about your business..."
After sending away the people who bowed and withdrew, he walked through the knee-high Withering Glory Grass toward the misty valley whose fog never dispersed year-round, then sat cross-legged on the Cold Jade platform.
"You finally came back, you