Reunion
Spring.
Peach blossoms bloomed outside the city. The fragrance of flowers spread.
A sloppy-looking, middle-aged man with a saber by his waist walked in the wilderness. He chuckled as he looked at the majestic Jiang State Capital.
I'm back. Meng Dajiang had stubble on his face. He had lived in the wilderness for three years and was used to looking sloppy.
Swoosh.
A figure flashed across the sky and landed in front of Meng Dajiang. It was Meng Chuan, who greeted him happily, "Dad."
"Chuan'er." Meng Dajiang looked at his son proudly and smiled. "You're not hunting for demon monarchs today?"
"Dad, as your son, I naturally have to receive you since you're back today. As for the demon monarchs? Now that we're finishing up, there's no need to rush anymore," said Meng Chuan with a smile.