"Lin Fan!"
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, countless gazes turned back towards the entrance of the Holy Mansion's hall.
"Lin Fan!"
Ye Yilin, Nangong Li, Mo Beiwei, and Ling Qionglan, the moment they saw Lin Fan, all rushed at him and pounced into his embrace, surrounding him so tightly, not even water could seep through!
"Wuu wuu! You finally came back, you deadbeat! I thought you had died!"
Ye Yilin bit hard on Lin Fan's shoulder.
"Exactly! Where have you been these past months? Spill it out now!" Nangong Li also glowered at Lin Fan, her expression full of anger, clearly indicating that the angrier she was, the more worried she had been about Lin Fan.
"Haha, got held up by some matters, sorry for making you worry. But, it looks like the Holy Mansion has guests, we'll deal with the trouble in front of us first," Lin Fan said with a light smile, patting the heads of the women.
"Mhm!"
