"Master."
Upon seeing Lillian Tompson, White Phoenix ran over with joy.
However, Lillian Tompson's attention was not on this disciple at all.
When she left Demarco Mount, she had taken on many disciples, and White Phoenix was just one of them.
Or perhaps, she was one of the more decent ones.
If it were someone else, they wouldn't even be able to get Lillian Tompson's contact information.
At least White Phoenix could stay in touch with her.
"Master..." White Phoenix's voice grew softer; she glanced at the blind man and then at her master, seemingly understanding something.
There was a hint of surprise in her eyes.
"What... happened to you?" Lillian Tompson walked over, slowly squatted down, tears in her eyes as she carefully undid Julius Reed's clothes.
It had been a long time.
Julius Reed's eyes seemed to be blind.
Moreover, his chest was covered with countless wounds.
"Just small injuries. But... why did you come?" Julius Reed knew Lillian Tompson recognized him.
