This young man is naturally Han Li, who made the tireless journey for half a year to finally return to Tianyuan City.
Just then, two women and one man walked out of the jade ship cabin, none other than Silvermoon, Daoist Xie, and others.
Silvermoon glanced around at the people on the city wall, and a trace of surprise similarly flashed across her eyes.
"So, it was Han Li who returned. This truly is a grand event for our city. We are here for another matter and were unaware that Fellow Daoist Han would return today. Otherwise, we certainly would've gone far to greet you," the silver-haired elder, finally clearing his surprise, secretly cursed his misfortune but maintained a smiling expression as he clasped his fists toward Han Li.
As the elder spoke, he couldn't help but scan Han Li with his spiritual sense but found it impossible to discern his realm's depth, only sensing that Han Li's aura was even more profound and unfathomable than before, causing his heart to shudder.
