All eyes fell upon the girl who descended from the sky, expressions of astonishment on every face.
With an enchantingly beautiful visage and a proud demeanor, she was small in stature. Yet, her presence dwarfed everyone else present.
Fang Lin had a smile on his face. Yang Xuanfeng let out a sigh of relief. The Purple Mist Sect members applauded fervently, overwhelmed with excitement.
Han Luoyun looked at the petite figure, his eyes filled with gratification and sigh. He called out, "My daughter."
The small figure turned around, came in front of Han Luoyun, and bowed to him, "Father."
This girl was none other than Han Luoyun's second daughter, Han Xiaoxing!
And also the third person to fight from Qian Country!
Han Xiaoxing's eyes were clear and bright, full of agility. They differed completely from her former lifeless and soulless eyes.
As Han Luoyun looked into Han Xiaoxing's eyes, his emotions were mixed, but joy dominated.
