At this very moment, a kilometer away on the coast, Dongfang Ruhua had already thrown herself into Fang Bai's arms, her hands tightly embracing him as she became a tearful figure.
Ghost Hand, Niu Ben, and Xiong Yingxiong, who had followed closely behind, stood a few meters away from Fang Bai and Dongfang Ruhua, continually wiping the tears that spilled from their eyes.
Though it's said that men shouldn't shed tears lightly, having been separated for nearly two years, upon seeing their highly respected master here, they simply couldn't control their emotions.
"There, there, Ruhua, stop crying! Look at your eyes, they're all swollen from crying! Hm, you used to have a pretty little face, but it's turned into a tear-stained mess! Ghost Hand, Niu Ben, Hero, you three big men, what are you crying for? It's not becoming!"
