"May I ask, is this Great Gan?"
As soon as he said this, several deep, shadowy figures froze in place as if struck by lightning.
Zhou Wutong: "..."
The young woman: "..."
Seeing everyone fall silent, Lin Fan swept his gaze around and quickly realized what was going on.
He did not ask again. Instead, he silently released his Primordial Spirit perception. Soon, a smile appeared on his face as he murmured, "I'm back."
Seeing Lin Fan acting so mysteriously, one of the figures at the front regained his composure and said in a deep voice, "Your Excellency, are you from Orchid Valley?"
"Orchid Valley?" Lin Fan was taken aback. He then looked at the two women and asked, "You're from Orchid Valley?"
Zhou Wutong stepped forward and bowed. "Senior, we are disciples of Orchid Valley. Thank you for saving us just now."
Lin Fan smiled. What a coincidence—too much of one.
Back in the Sea of Suffering, Zhou Yun had foreseen that she would have difficulty escaping the Sea of Suffering. Thus, she had given Lin Fan Orchid Valley's token, the Orchid Gold Hairpin, asking him to return it to Orchid Valley if he ever had the chance to return to Great Gan.
He had not expected that after being teleported back to Great Gan this time, he would encounter disciples of Orchid Valley immediately upon landing. It had saved him quite a bit of trouble.
With that thought, Lin Fan looked toward the shadowy figures and said, "You can still leave while you have the chance."
The group exchanged glances and immediately began communicating secretly.
"This person has no discernible aura, yet his expression is so calm. He clearly doesn't regard any of us."
"Could he be an esteemed senior with ties to Orchid Valley?"
"If that's the