"Take my fist!"
"Eat this kick!"
A crowd of children brawled, kicking up clouds of dust as brilliant light filled the sky.
They were clearly powerful children. Even among others their age and cultivation level, none of them was weak.
"Ah! Who poked my butt?"
"Which shameless wretch tickled my armpit?"
Some of their cries, though, were rather unusual.
Meng Chuan approached from afar and saw the little ones locked in battle.
"Did I come to the wrong place? Is this Flower-Fruit Mountain?"
They really were like a troop of mischievous monkeys fighting. No, this was a full-blown brawl.
"Mister Yuan!"
Everyone called out when they saw Meng Chuan.
"You're finally back." Shi Yunfeng hurried over, visibly excited.
"Chief, looks like you missed me." Meng Chuan smiled.
"Of course I did. We haven't seen you in three years, Mister Yuan."
"Yes, three years." Meng Chuan sighed. This was the longest he had ever been away from Stone Village.
They had not seen Meng Chuan for three years, and he had not seen them either.
Fortunately, Shi Hao had grown up and was no longer that tiny Little Nonpoint. Meng Chuan had no great regrets.
So love really could fade.
Time must have flowed faster in Han Xiao's world than it did in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
Meng Chuan had spent some time there, and by the time he returned, three years had passed here.
If he had not spent a long stretch in Han Xiao's world drifting in a state of chaos, with no sense of time,
even longer would have passed in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
Meng Chuan had not appeared in Stone Village for three years. Its people had grown unaccustomed to his absence.
Worse, an earth-shaking event had occurred not long ago, leaving