Qin Ancestor's Secret Instructions

Tan Zhongchi felt as if he was in a dream. At this moment, even an elite warrior like him was filled with indescribable emotions.

Wonderful, it was just wonderful.

Nothing was better than the scene before his eyes. His most beloved disciple and the one he had cast most of his hopes on was not dead! He had appeared before him alive and well.

 "Wushuang, are you sure that my eyes are not blurry and I am not meeting with you in a dream?" Indeed, Tan Zhongchi was overjoyed at the turn of events.

 "Teacher, it’s absolutely true. It’s me, Wushuang."

Of course, the reunion of the teacher and disciple brought great joy. Tan Zhongchi gave a sigh: "No wonder when I entered the Qin mansion, I felt a type of familiarity and felt that you were still living. Initially, I thought it was an illusion. Yet, it is true."