A few figures broke through the thick fog floating over Jiyun Mountain, and then their view became clear.
They returned to Jiyun Mountain; it was already morning.
"Master, elders, we're back!"
Jiang Xiaobai exhaled loudly, his voice echoing throughout Jiyun Temple.
Upon hearing the voice, Master Pu Du and Yu Xiaozi, along with his wife, all came out of the doors.
"Li'er..."
Yu Xiaozi saw Ruo Li in Jiang Xiaobai's arms, quickened his pace, and ran over. Master Pu Du and Feng Qing also quickened their pace.
"Father!"
Ruo Li heard Yu Xiaozi's voice.
"How are you, Sir?"
"Father is well, Father is well."
Yu Xiaozi couldn't help but shed hot tears.
"Ruo Li, your eyes..."
Pu Du saw the two empty eye sockets behind Yu Xiaozi's hair, Yu Xiaozi and Feng Qing saw them too.
"Eyes are gone, so be it. I thought I would never hear your voices again in this lifetime; being able to return, I'm already content."
