Fulin Community entrance.
"I'll visit the family again after the seventh day of the new year,"
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, after a sumptuous lunch, Lin Wanqiu saw off Lin Yong's family along with her grandparents, instructing them.
From the first day of the new year, everyone was to successively receive friends, colleagues, and relatives, fearing that they would be busy for a while.
A few kilometers outside the community, a sense of inexplicable relief washed over Lin Yong's family.
"Ah! It hurts so much..."
Lin Yuanwang screamed miserably, feeling intense pain in his viscera and Divine Sense. He collapsed to the ground, gasping for air, unable to even speak.
"Xiaowang, what's wrong with you? You're a cultivator in the later stages of Qi refining; who could harm you?"
The complexion of Lin Yong and his wife changed.
"What's wrong with me? It seems like..."
