For a moment, everyone in the hall stood up, their gazes were hot as they all inevitably landed on Mu Qian Fan and they seemed to have thousands of questions.
Jun Xian trembled as he stood up, holding the table with one hand and not letting himself fall. He quivered and looked at Mu Qian Fan: "Is she back? Little Xie... she..."
"Grandfather."
Suddenly, a voice that had a tinge of chill in it was introduced into everyone's ears and it was like a thunder clap that made everyone dazed.
The eyes of all the people looked at the source of the sound in an instant.
Jun Wu Xie stood in front of the main hall of the Lin Palace. Through the passage of time, the young girl had grown into a heroic and cool woman.
Jun Xian slightly opened his mouth, his lips could not stop trembling, the eyes reflecting the vicissitudes of life was looking at his beloved granddaughter.
