The brothers who once fought with Feng Yi were now in tears, eyes glistening, they all cried.
Cry for a minute, that's enough.
The one who felt the most joy and disbelief was Feng Yi's closest comrade, John, who stared at Feng Yi for a long time. With thousands of words on his mind, in the end, he said nothing, just went up for a bear hug.
He looked at Feng Yi for a long time, this moment seemed filled with a thousand words.
"Commander, though I couldn't find you, I never believed you were gone..."
"Haha, I'm not that easy to kill. Though to be fair, technically, I have 'died' once."
"Boss, on this joyous day, let's change the subject. Maybe talk about the legion. These years without you, John has trained the brothers hard. Look, all my belly fat is gone." The speaker was Gunpowder Barrel.
"Old leader, after being an officer for so many years, why do you still talk like a bandit leader? I think this habit of yours is hard to change."
