Chen Xin thought of what had happened earlier, and a strange expression surfaced on his face.
"What is it?"
Seeing that he remained silent, Ning Rongrong grew anxious, her eyes immediately reddening.
Seeing Ning Rongrong fret, Chen Xin hurriedly reassured her. "Don't worry, Rongrong. The two of them are fine. They're on their way back now."
"Really?"
Ning Rongrong blinked suspiciously and asked again, still unconvinced.
"Of course it's true. When has Sword Grandpa ever lied to you?" Chen Xin said helplessly.
For some reason, he felt as though his thoughtful little darling had sprung a leak.
Just then, rustling footsteps suddenly came from the distance.
Everyone turned as one and saw two figures emerge from the woods, one after the other.
The person in front walked with a light step, with two leaves still caught in his hair. He carried a thick branch of unknown origin over his shoulder, strung with three or four fruits roasted to a fragrant char.
It was Jiang Chen.
"Well, everyone's here?"
Jiang Chen swept his gaze over the crowd, casually planted the branch in the ground, and grinned. "In the middle of the night, you all got together to stargaze?"
Xiao Wu poked her head out from behind him. Dew still clung to her rabbit ears, and her eyes gleamed brightly. "We're back!"
The scene fell silent for three seconds.
"Jiang Chen!!"
Ning Rongrong was the first to react. Her tears immediately came pouring down as she rushed over without a care and slammed headfirst into Jiang Chen's arms.
Jiang Chen staggered back half a step from the impact, nearly sending the fruit in his hand flying. He quickly freed one hand and patted her back. "It's fine, it's fine. Aren't I perfectly alive and kicking?"
Tang San stepped up beside them. Seeing