What they had not expected was that, despite such an urgent matter, their ancestor burst into hearty laughter after hearing it.
"Ancestor, what are you laughing at?"
Qin Zhiyu looked anxious, even somewhat reproachful as she said, "We are trapped in grave danger. For our sake, Big Brother risked himself so that we could live. Not only are you not worried, how can you still be laughing here?"
It was no wonder Qin Zhiyu was so anxious.
Inside the Four Directions Array Box, they had practically lived by counting every second.
Moreover, Qin Lan had been the one to undo their seals. In their eyes, Qin Nan was most likely doomed.
"Hahahaha!"
Seeing Qin Zhiyu like this, Qin Lan laughed even louder. Then he said, "There is no need to worry about your big brother. Your big brother is doing very well."
"What?"
Qin Zhiyu cried out in delight, "Ancestor, is that true? Big Brother is really all right?"
He was more than all right. That brat was about to become a Saint. As Qin Lan said this, there was even a hint of sourness in his voice. "And a Saint whose heavenly phenomenon is even greater than mine."
"What? A Saint?"
"Ancestor, did you misspeak?"
Qin Zhiyu and the others wore expressions of utter disbelief. No matter how they thought about it, they could not understand how Qin Nan had not only survived, but had instead become a Saint.
"Because that young man surnamed Yi whom you encountered was none other than our Qin family's benefactor—the senior who led our Qin family toward glory!" Qin Lan explained solemnly.
"What?"
This explosive news fell like a thunderbolt detonating in everyone's minds.
In their minds,
the image of that white-robed young man who had leisurely arrived riding a snail surfaced uncontrollably.