When she saw the person who had arrived, Lin Yuelan's eyes flashed, and the corners of her mouth lifted in a somewhat happy manner.
The key character had arrived.
She thought that he'd be too afraid of death to come, but it was good that he came.
"Grandpa Qi!" The younger generation greeted him.
"Uncle Qi!" These were the people from the village chief's generation.
"Great-grandpa Qi!" These were the people from Lin Yuelan's generation.
All of them greeted him with respect. Lin Qi was escorted to the center of the crowd.
"Uncle Qi!" Lin Yiwei immediately stepped forward and took him over from Lin Qingshan.
Lin Qi's aged yet shrewd eyes swept across the surroundings with a sharp glint.
When he saw a huge, ferocious-looking white tiger standing in front of the hut, his eyes shrank.
