Chapter 2338
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In an instant, everyone in the hall stood up, their eyes blazing as they looked at Mu Qian Fan, as if they had thousands of questions to ask.
Jun Xian stood up tremblingly, holding onto the table with one hand to prevent himself from falling, he looked at Mu Qian Fan and said: "You're back? Little Xie … "
"Grandfather."
Suddenly, a slightly cold voice came into everyone's ears, like a sudden clap of thunder, tearing apart the sluggishness on everyone's faces.
Everyone's eyes instantly turned towards the source of the voice.
Jun Wu Xie stood in front of the Lin Palace's main hall. Over the years, the once petite girl had long grown into a valiant and cold woman.
Jun Xian's mouth was slightly open, his lips could not stop trembling, that pair of weather-beaten eyes, not willing to give up on every part of his granddaughter's body for even a moment.
"Granddaughter greets Grandfather." Jun Wu Xie strode forward and knelt on one knee in front of Jun Xian.
Jun Xian stretched out his trembling hand and placed it on Jun Wu Xie's shoulder. Suddenly, he raised his head and slapped her shoulder heavily.
Pa!
The sound reverberated in the hall, so loud that Qu Ling Yue could not help but want to step forward, but Lei Chen pulled her sleeve and shook her head silently.
"You still know to come back?" Jun Xian's reprimanding voice was trembling violently.
"You still know to come back! Do you not want the Lin Palace anymore? Do you not want your grandfather and uncle anymore? " Jun Xian raised his hand again, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not bring his hand down. Looking at Jun Wu Xie's silent little face, Jun Xian could not help but burst into tears and fell onto the chair.
"It's been five years, why did you … only come back now!" Jun Xian lowered his head and suppressed his voice into everyone's ears, making everyone's eyes redden.
Five years of waiting, even if they firmly believed that Jun Wu Xie was still alive, but in these one thousand eight hundred plus days and nights, who among them could sleep peacefully for a single night?
Didn't they wake up from nightmares every night?
Didn't they live in fear every day?
What they feared the most was that they received the news that they did not want to hear the most.
Jun Wu Xie knelt on the ground and lowered her head slightly, her lowered eyes hiding the sadness in them.
"Little Xie, aren't you going to serve your grandfather tea and apologise?" Jun Qing's voice was hoarse as he picked up the teacup on the table and shoved it into Jun Xie's hand.
Jun Wu Xie held the blue and white porcelain teacup in her hand, the temperature of the tea transmitted slightly through the porcelain cup to her fingers, the slight warmth spreading from her fingertips straight to her heart.
"Grandfather …" Jun Wu Xie raised her head. She had been cold for so many years and had endured for so many years, but when she raised her head and saw Jun Xian's tear-stained face, Jun Wu Xie felt as if her heart was being squeezed by someone and the pain made her face pale.
Her grandfather, the former Lin King of the Qi Kingdom, the founder of the Rui Lin Army, an ageless God of War. But in just a few short years, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes had multiplied. His hair that was once a mix of black and white had now turned into a full head of silver. Each strand was like a silver needle, piercing into her heart.
"Grandfather … I'm sorry …" Jun Wu Xie's voice was hoarse as she picked up the teacup in her hand and brought it to Jun Xian.
Jun Xian took a deep breath and looked at Jun Wu Xie: "I know that you have always had your own ideas, so your uncle and I have never interfered in your affairs, but you must let us know that you are safe!"
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