The originally tense atmosphere unexpectedly relaxed a bit, and even the descendants of the Five Great Families relaxed sowhat.
Ye Wanlan suddenly called out, "Teacher."
Accompanied by the Master of Penglai Observatory and Xing Yue, Shen Mingshu had also arrived.
"Ah Lan." Shen Mingshu nodded towards her, "I’m fine, seeing you all makes really happy."
Xiang Mingyu stepped forward and held Shen Mingshu’s hand: "Ming Shu, it’s good to have you back, it’s really good to have you back!"
"But so people..." Shen Mingshu fell silent.
So people, after all, will never return.
He Jia gazed into the distance and spoke softly, "If Uncle Wang hadn’t exhausted his life to transmit a ssage to back then, maybe..."
That was a scene he could never forget, not even in death.
With blood all over his face, Xiang Qingtian shouted at him, "King of Yan, did you hear ? I can die, but Shenzhou cannot fall, King of Yan, swear your life! Promise !"
At that mont, he and Xiang Qingtian were not uncle and nephew, but the Four Directions Nobility bearing the safety of Shenzhou on their shoulders, simply the King of Yan and the Prince of Chu.
They fought until the very last mont, not resting until death.
"Prince Brother he..." Xiang Mingyu was silent for a mont, then murmured softly after a long while, "He was a formidable figure of his ti."
Born in a turbulent age, departing amidst warfare.
The Prince Xiang Qingtian of Chu spent his whole life in war, with only a few years of peace in between.
Now, the three royals are reunited, yet only the Prince of Chu is missing.
"If Uncle Wang could see today, he would be very happy too." Ye Wanlan smiled lightly, "Uncle Wang wanted a flourishing Shenzhou, so let’s ensure Shenzhou flourishes."
He Jia turned back, saying each word deliberately, "Yes, a flourishing Shenzhou."
"There are several shichen until the seventh day, everyone should take a good rest first." Ye Wanlan smiled slightly, "Since the second day has not arrived, let’s enjoy today to the fullest."
"Sister YN’s words make a lot of sense." Wen Chaosheng swiftly pulled out a handful of lon seeds, "As the saying goes, to worry early is to take out a shit loan; it’s not only useless but also unpleasant."
Darian: "..."
Darian: "Although it makes sense, your words are really crude."
"I’m just a ghost hunter, not like you cultured people." Wen Chaosheng rolled his eyes, "Coarse words are fine, as long as they’re to the point."
Everyone knew that today might be the last day, or there might still be a tomorrow.
When soldiers co, we fight; when floodwaters arrive, we reinforce.
As long as we are together, there is nothing we can’t get through.
Others gathered in twos and threes, and Ye Wanlan finally got a mont to catch her breath. She and Yan Tingfeng returned to the Lin Mansion together.
The door was knocked, and Lin Huaijin went to open it.
"Ah Lan?" When he saw who it was, Lin Huaijin’s eyes widened, and he hurriedly stepped forward to grasp her shoulders, overwheld with surprise, "Why have you returned? Weren’t you..."
Such a bizarre astronomical phenonon, even the 723 Bureau, the Romanov Family, and the Supernatural Affairs Office couldn’t use excuses to brush it off.
Though the disasters of the past six days were kept outside, with only so people injured at the land and sea boundary, inland people continued their lives as usual, largely unaffected.
Yet Lin Huaijin knew that the apocalypse had indeed arrived.
And Ye Wanlan was leading the descendants of the Five Great Families, fighting on the frontline.
It was because they held off these threats that there was peace for these few days.
"It’s al ti, of course, I’m here to have dinner with Uncle." Ye Wanlan put down the food bag in her hand, "I just passed by the pastry shop on South Street and happened to get the last basket of lotus cakes. Would you like to try, Uncle?"
Lin Huaijin didn’t move.
Now, only he was left in the Lin Mansion.
Khor Peiqing had also joined the Atlantis combat team, and Lin Wenli, being exceptional, was urgently summoned to the International Strategic Studies Institute to speed up the developnt of more combat machines.
He seed never to be able to serve much purpose.
"Uncle, as the most crucial backup for the family, you are an essential part." Ye Wanlan could see what Lin Huaijin was thinking at a glance. She raised an eyebrow, "For example, if I can’t have your sweet and sour pork ribs, I won’t be able to muster any combat power."
This made Lin Huaijin anxious: "I’ll go to the market to buy ribs right away!"
Ye Wanlan hadn’t inford him of her return this ti, so he naturally wasn’t prepared.
"Uncle, no rush." Ye Wanlan stopped him, "I just wanted to see you, as long as you’re well, I’m relieved."
Lin Huaijin was silent for a mont, then spoke, "Ah Lan, you’re so mature and wise at such a young age... As elders, we can’t help but worry."
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