“Father, Godfather, you’re finally back!” Jin Xiaoxiao was the first to rush up to them, crying as if she had been bullied. “If you were one step late, you would’ve never been able to see me anymore.”

“Master!” Wind Cloud Dao Venerable’s second disciple Chen Yi, and third disciple Hong Yi, also hastened to Wind Cloud Dao Venerable’s side. They plopped to their knees and choked, “Eldest Senior Brother, he, he was…!”

Wind Cloud Dao Venerable’s heart sank with a premonition, “What happened?”

“Godfather, not long after you and father left, we ran into them,” Jin Xiaoxiao took the initiative to answer and pointed towards Huang Xiaolong’s group. “They blocked our path, and then that subordinate of his knocked Senior Brother Xu Zheng out of the ship, and we still don’t know what happened to Senior Brother Xu Zheng.”

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