"Old man, you finally showed up."
Seeing the old man safe and sound, Ning Fan forcibly suppressed the joy in his heart and deliberately said, "I thought you were dead, didn't know where to go to collect your corpse."
"Pah! Pah! Pah! What kind of nonsense are you talking about? The old man has a long life, how could he die so easily."
After speaking, the old man frowned and said, "How did you find this place?"
"How dare you ask, leaving without a word. The most shameful thing is that you faked your death."
Recalling the days of hearing the news of the old man's death, Ning Fan couldn't help but want to vent all his grievances.
"Well... after all..."
Seeing the old man stammering with an embarrassed face, Ning Fan gave him a disdainful look and then explained his experiences.
"Sigh! It seems everything is destined."
