Ye Wanlan's hand trembled, and the chopsticks fell onto the table.
"Xiao Wan."
"Sister."
Two hands firmly pressed on her shoulders, offering a comforting, steady strength.
"I'm okay." Ye Wanlan slightly shook her head towards Yan Tingfeng and Si Fqing and smiled, "I just feel that what once seemed like a dream has finally become real now."
She achieved it.
She finally brought back her relatives and friends, and finally allowed the wronged souls of Shenzhou who died unjustly to stop their lamentations, so they could return to the homeland they guarded with blood and life.
Countless fallen bones, finally revived.
Her regrets have been entirely resolved at this moment.
"Oh, Senior Sister has also completed all the bodies." Jun Muqian said, "They will be able to return soon, but—"
Ye Wanlan looked up: "Xiao Qian, but what?"
