At this time, it was already evening, and Leng Ruobing and Chu Xiaoran were preparing dinner.
Suddenly, they heard the sound of the door opening, and both women couldn't help but look towards the entrance.
When Xiao Zheng appeared in their line of sight, both women's faces lit up with a hint of surprise and delight.
"Xiao Zheng, you've finally come back!"
Chu Xiaoran was very excited, and after rushing over, she hugged his arm tightly.
Smelling the faint fragrance from her hair, Xiao Zheng couldn't help but feel a ripple of emotion: "Yes, I'm back. I originally could have returned to see you all sooner, but unfortunately, some things came up that delayed me."
"Was it because of the Ancient Martial Alliance?" Leng Ruobing asked.
A trace of surprise flashed in Xiao Zheng's eyes: "You actually know about the Ancient Martial Alliance? Who told you?"
