"Dad!"
"You're back."
Wang Ba looked at the young figure hastily flying towards him and couldn't help but reveal a smile of relief.
After decades apart, Wang Yi'an was no longer the impulsive youth he once was.
With sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, he was handsome and spirited, his youthful naivety completely faded.
Replaced by a hint of steadiness and confidence.
He was indeed now a graceful young man.
Seeing Wang Ba, Wang Yi'an also couldn't help but show a joyful smile on his face.
Approaching, Wang Ba stood up and scrutinized him closely.
But he unexpectedly found that Wang Yi'an was now a head taller than him.
Perhaps because he hurried back upon hearing that both his mother and senior sister were about to Cross Tribulation, there was still a hint of travel weariness on his face.
Yet, it did not obscure the aura of a Nascent Soul Cultivator on him.
