Bi Fan's Strength
Watching Bi Fan's smiling face and feeling his aura, Xuanyuan Lian, the Purple Gold Holy Dragon, froze, staring straight at him.
On the Purple Gold Holy Dragon's back, Yu Si Yan, Qing Xuan, Dugu Qian, and Yun Piaoxue also stared at Bi Fan without blinking.
Su Ming stared at Bi Fan in a daze, too. The moment he saw him, his heart jolted. He realized that Bi Fan looked so much like him.
And the aura radiating from Bi Fan made him feel an inexplicable urge to draw closer.
Is he my biological father? Wasn't he killed? Why is he here now...?
Su Ming was astonished.
"Brother Fan!"
Yu Si Yan and the other women couldn't help calling out to him. Their voices were soft, as if they feared this was all a dream and that calling out would shatter it.
Bi Fan turned to look at Yu Si Yan and the others, a gentle smile spreading across his face.
"I'm back. From now on, I won't let anyone hurt you!"
"Mm-hmm!" The four women nodded again and again.
Suddenly, as if she had remembered something, Yu Si Yan cried out, "Brother Fan, hurry and leave! Su Qiou Shen and the others are coming. They're all at the peak of the Chaos Saint Venerable realm. You..."
"Trust me!"
Bi Fan spoke gently, but Yu Si Yan could hear the immense confidence in his voice.
It was as if Bi Fan could hold up the sky itself if it came crashing down.
Bi Fan glanced over the women, then fixed his gaze on Su Ming.
"Xuan'er, my son!" Bi Fan said. "I never expected you to be the ones to find Xuan'er first!"
At Bi Fan's words, Su Ming's eyes grew complicated. Although he knew Bi Fan was