"Lord Lin An!"
"Lin An!"
"Team Leader Lin! You're back!!"
The pillar of light vanished.
Inside the core hall designated as the return point, hundreds upon hundreds of Dragon Security members stared excitedly at Lin An at the very front of the team.
Everyone's face was feverish with excitement, their hearts filled with emotion.
While Lin An was away, they had been terribly uneasy. Especially with chaos erupting across the various war zones, every one of them in management had been under tremendous pressure, afraid that something might go wrong.
Now that Lin An had returned, they all felt an immense sense of relief.
However, noticing that far fewer Dragon Security soldiers had returned, and that those who had come back exuded an aura of iron and blood, they could roughly guess that this Confrontation Tournament must have been extremely difficult.
"Brother Lin!?"
"Where's Zhang Tie!?"
"Yeah, Team Leader Lin, where's Iron Goon!?"
Carrying a strangely shaped longbow, Gao Tian immediately noticed that Zhang Tie was absent. Unable to contain his anxiety, he asked worriedly,
Why didn't Zhang the Big Fool come back with you!? He couldn't have gotten into trouble, right!?
As a squad member who had been together with him since the apocalypse broke out, his face instantly went deathly pale.
Wen Ya and the others who had rushed over looked anxiously at Lin An as well.
Noticing the worry and urgency on his team members' faces, Lin An helplessly shook his head, signaling that they did not need to overthink it.
"Zhang Tie is fine. He'll be back soon."
"Disperse for now. We'll hold a meeting later. I have something to say."
Lin An nodded slightly and looked at the members in the hall with a smile. Yet the fatigue in his eyes was impossible to conceal.