“Brother Wang Xian, it’s really you, it’s really you!”
He Yuan was stunned for a few seconds. Looking at the warm smile on Wang Xian’s face and his bright and warm expression, he finally came to his senses.
He walked over excitedly and extended his arm to hug him.
“Okay!”
Wang Xian smiled faintly and patted his shoulder.
However, when all the elite disciples from the empires, families, and sects saw he yuan hugging that priest Wang, everyone was slightly stunned.
Even the eighth Prince of the divine light empire, Tian Qingyuan, and the ninth Prince of the Bingxin Empire, Bing Jinghuan, were slightly stunned. They frowned slowly.
“Young master Wang, I didn’t expect to see you here!”
Lin Yaoyao walked over as well. Her eyes were sparkling as she looked at Wang Xian. She didn’t expect that Wang Xian had changed so much.
“Cough, cough, cough!”
However, at the back, he suiwen saw he yuan walking over. When he heard their words, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.