Gong Qiang had just passed down his command when he received news of Gong Zhiyu's return. He immediately summoned Gong Huiyu to the main hall on the first floor of Zhai Xing Lou.
Gong Qiang had just entered the main hall when he saw Gong Zhiyu standing there with an unfamiliar- and delicate-looking teenage girl. Gong Huiyu's eyes instantly widened when he saw that girl.
He would never forget that face as long as he lived. The unrelenting prickling pain in his knees was a constant reminder of the identity of the person before him.
"It's her!" Gong Huiyu spoke up in astonishment.
Gong Qiang raised his eyebrows after taking in Gong Huiyu's reaction. Nevertheless, his face maintained its benign expression. He sauntered to the prime seat inside the hall.
"Yu, why have you returned so soon? Has the war with Yan Luo Dian ended?" Gong Qiang crossed his long, slender legs, a baffled smile hung upon his handsome face.
