The surroundings were silent, so quiet that it made one's hair stand on end.
Ling huaixin's heart clenched,"could it be that this young lady has some sort of background? otherwise, why would these elders and patriarchs all look at her with such strange gazes?"
Just as Ling huaixin was feeling uneasy, an elegant old man with a curly beard had already separated the crowd and walked towards Ling Chuxi. It was the clan master of the Ling clan. Ling mofeng.
"You're finally back. " Ling mofeng's face carried a faint smile, but his eyes were filled with tears. His voice was so calm, but it was full of relief, joy, and care.
"Grandfather, Chuxi is back." Looking at Ling mofeng's kind face, which was covered in frost, Ling Chuxi's voice choked up.
