"What the heck, is that our Junior Brother Lin?"
"Who else could it be other than Junior Brother Lin?"
Chai Daoqi: ...
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Canglan Sect!
Du Xiaofeng was meditating in his courtyard when he suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at Zhao Yulin and a few elders who had arrived in the sky.
Zhao Yulin and the others landed in the courtyard, their eyes tightly fixed on Du Xiaofeng, but they remained silent.
"Is there something you need, Junior Brothers?"
Seeing them enter and remain silent, Du Xiaofeng's heart tightened, "Did something happen at the front lines?"
Both his second and third disciples were at the front lines, and now Zhao Yulin and the others had this look, making him instantly nervous.
Yet Zhao Yulin and the others continued their silence.
"If you have something to say, just say it. I've weathered many storms in my life, I can handle it."
Du Xiaofeng's expression became even more serious; it couldn't be that both disciples were in trouble, could it?
