Even though she remembered Jiang Fan's appearance vividly.
His brows, eyes, mouth, nose, figure, and looks—she could depict them all without a single mistake.
Yet, at this moment.
She didn't dare to be sure.
Or rather.
She feared that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.
Jiang Fan is dead.
This is the consensus of the Green Cloud Sect, the Nine-Sect, and even the entire Human Clan.
Even if the heavens were to split open.
The Demon Race would not have spared his life.
However.
Jiang Fan appeared in front, lively and full of life.
How could she dare to believe?
Chen Taishang Elder was stunned for a moment and said, "Jiang Fan?"
Then, understanding something, his gaze slightly dimmed, and he comforted:
"Sister, look forward."
"Don't torment yourself anymore."
"Jiang Fan... is gone."
The other Supreme Elders also showed expressions of sympathy.
Jiang Fan's death was a huge blow to the entire Green Cloud Sect.
