Fraternal Recognition

The person before him was gentle and refined.

He was dressed in green with a flute in his hand. There was a faint smile on his exceptional face.

Yan Ruyu looked at Feng Zhan in this manner.

Feng Zhan's heart thumped when he saw that. Even so, Feng Zhan still didn't manage to come back to his senses.

"You, you, you!"

Yan Ruyu still smiled.

Feng Zhan pointed at himself again and said, "I, I, I!"

Yan Ruyu felt that it was a bit funny. He had seen his brother's situation before, but this time, amidst his surprise, there was another 70% of happiness.

It was this familiar phrase that made Feng Zhan feel extremely warm.

"No stain!"

"Why are you here?"

Yan Ruyu still looked warm like jade on the surface, but deep inside his heart, there was already a storm brewing.

How many years had it been?

How many years had he stayed in this parallel world of Nine Regions Continent?