The young man slightly lifted the corner of his lips, and that smile, like the first ray of spring sunshine, shone into Han Yi's heart, soothing Han Yi's wounds, making Han Yi feel as if he was bathed in a spring breeze. Han Yi looked at the young man in black, completely stunned, his body seemed to be struck by lightning, and he stood frozen on the spot, staring blankly at the young man in black.
That young man was none other than Ye Feng! Ever since Han Yi arrived at the Spirit Martial Continent, not a day went by without him thinking of Ye Feng. And now Ye Feng unexpectedly appeared in front of him, Han Yi was stunned, feeling as if he was dreaming.
Han Yi looked at Ye Feng with shock, endless emotions surged within him, his body slightly trembled, and his eyes became moist.
However, everyone else looked at Ye Feng with disdain, waiting to see Ye Feng make a fool of himself.
