Everyone was stunned by Huolin Fei's words and instinctively turned their eyes toward Feng Yao. Feng Yao himself looked equally bewildered.
What did he mean, "Come out, Feng Yao"? Hadn't he been standing here the whole time?
"What do you mean?"
Feng Yao asked with a frown.
Huolin Fei's lips curled slightly. "I wasn't talking about you."
Just as everyone stood in uncertain shock, a figure slowly emerged from the shadows. When they saw the person's face clearly, everyone sucked in a sharp breath.
It was unmistakably another Feng Yao!
The same silver-white armor, the same face, even the expression between his brows was identical.
"How is that possible?!"
Kazekage cried out, instinctively taking a step back.
The two Feng Yaos stared into each other's eyes. The former was clearly shocked and confused, while the latter looked incomparably cold and furious.
"Who are you?"
Feng Yao, standing beside Ghost Valley, demanded harshly.
Yet the other Feng Yao paid no attention to his self from a hundred thousand years ago. His gaze passed directly over him and landed on Kazekage.
The instant those cold eyes touched his sister's figure, they softened as though solid ice had melted away.
Before everyone's stunned gazes, the suddenly appeared Feng Yao pulled Kazekage into his arms. His embrace was tight, yet he carefully controlled his strength, as if afraid the person in his arms would vanish like foam. Kazekage could clearly feel this "Brother's" body trembling faintly.
"I'm sorry, Sister."
"I was wrong."
No one could understand the emotions surging through Feng Yao's heart at this reunion after a hundred thousand years.
Wild joy mingled with boundless regret, while the joy of regaining what he had lost carried deeply buried self-reproach.
Kazekage instinctively wanted to struggle, but froze when she heard that choked "I'm sorry"