"Master's Master... boohoo... Master's Master... Yan'er missed you..."
Long Yan'er made her habitual move again.
Though she was crying her eyes out, she still hadn't forgotten to cling to Lin Shisan's neck.
"Don't cry, Yan'er. Master's Master is here."
Lin Shisan wiped the tears from Long Yan'er's face, but his gaze turned toward the One-Legged Masked Man.
"Isn't this much better? How tiring it must be to wear a mask all day, Ouyang Xiao."
"You... you... you really are Lin Shisan... you're not dead?"
The moment Ouyang Xiao saw Lin Shisan clearly, his heart couldn't help tightening.
The scene of Lin Shisan severing his left leg with a single sword strike in the woods was like a brand seared into his heart. It had become his nightmare.
"You knew perfectly well that I was Lin Shisan, yet you didn't run? Looks like you've got something to rely on."
Lin Shisan smoothed Long Yan'er's tousled hair, the corners of his mouth lifting in a faint smile, and gently handed her to Long Shuang'er.
"Hurry up and call out whoever's in charge of you. I'm in a hurry. I still have to head back today for tomorrow's Third Test."
Lin Shisan opened his right hand.
With a whoosh, the Azure Nether Sword slashed straight toward the unconscious Long Qingshan. "Old Devil Creature, if you won't show yourself now, what are you waiting for?"
The Azure Nether Sword, Feng Xian'er's first-meeting gift.
"Father..."
"Father..."
"Father..."
"Grandpa..."
The two Long brothers, Long Shuang'er, and Long Yan'er all cried out together.
Shocked and bewildered, they all looked toward Lin Shisan, who had unleashed the sword.
Why? Why had Lin Shisan sent his sword slashing toward Long Qingshan?
And what did he mean by calling him an Old Devil Creature?
Three meters, two meters, one meter,