The coarse and hearty voice of the bear-man echoes between heaven and earth.
As this voice fell, outside the altar, from toddlers half a person tall to white-haired elders, the previously cautious and peeping gazes gradually grew bold.
Inside the altar, everyone had neglected Ye Hanjun and Ye Liuying from the start. Was it because their statuses were so low that they didn't qualify to stand on equal footing with others?
No, that wasn't it.
The moment he returned to Without-Sun City, Ye Hanjun became the absolute center of attention.
His red hair, sharp as swords, pointed directly at the sky.
His double pupils, bright as torches, were like diamond-angry eyes, commanding awe across all lands.
The fresh blood scar on his forehead shone like the dawn's early light, bright and splendid.
How could such a spectacle go unnoticed? It was simply being deliberately ignored, with no one initiating mention of it.
Now, the situations of the other returnees were roughly understood.
