Chapter 1576: Chapter 92: Just Like Our First Meeting

"Mu Fan, Nuonuo’s... family."

With a gentle voice, Mu Fan looked up at the handsome young man across from him, who was half a head taller than he was, his expression calm.

As a Hell Shura, yet he didn’t have a hint of bloodthirstiness.

Having experienced so much, Mu Fan displayed a maturity far beyond his years. He shifted his gaze from Alva’s face to scan the White-armored Warriors standing around, gently placed his hand on his chest, and bowed.

"Thank you, everyone."

This bow was a sincere gratitude to these people for their protection and care of Wang Nuonuo.

Alva’s breath involuntarily grew a bit heavier, but his pride prevented him from showing hostility to a potential rival.

Especially since the other party had helped them solve the enemy from the Red Stone Clan!

"Miss Nuonuo is with our White Armor Clan Leader, Isaiah. If you don’t mind, you can rest in our village for a while until we finish dealing with the battlefield. Brave warrior from afar, Mu Fan!"

Alva’s voice was loud and clear, his eyes candid.

He was the proud War God of the White Armor Clan, destined to become the powerful man of the Stars.

"Okay."

Mu Fan looked at his angular face and nodded firmly.

People automatically parted to form a path, and under the respectful and friendly gazes of the White Armor Tribe, Mu Fan walked straight towards the tribe.

With each step he took, his heart would beat heavily.

Even if I traverse both ends of the Galaxy, I will find you.

Seeing you again is already the blessing of my life.

Mu Fan’s pupils only reflected the much-slimmed figure, the face still bright as ever, and eyes that curved like the moon when smiling.

Watching her, Mu Fan unknowingly smiled like he did when they first met, a smile pure as sunlight.

Isaiah looked at the dazed girl beside him, seeing the almost palpable affection in her eyes, sighed inwardly, Alva’s hope originally had even if only a tenth, now looking at this situation...

It’s entirely zero.

The Child of Destiny of the White Armor Tribe had fallen in love with a woman he shouldn’t have.

May time in the future smooth out the scars in that child’s heart.

Thinking of this, Isaiah’s face showed a kind smile.

His rough hand lightly patted the girl’s shoulder.

"Go on, no wonder you hold onto this day, indeed, you’re extraordinary, excellent enough, and strong enough! Worthy of our Teacher Wang."

In front of the White Armor Clan, the girl who always appeared strong and mature was at this moment blushing, desperately wiping her cheeks with the back of her hand, both laughing and crying.

"Go on, teacher sister! Brother Mu is here, he’s even more amazing than what you told in your stories, he’s running towards us."

Chubby Enoch was even more excited than the people involved.

Brother Mu was someone he led here!

This experience was enough for him to brag to his little buddies for a lifetime.

Oh, and that dragon that just flew up, it’s called Evil Wing.

Philia and the others surely don’t know, hehe~

Enoch snickered to himself, even beginning to imagine Philia looking at him with admiration.

"Little rascal, aren’t you going to see your father!"

A middle-aged woman came out from the side, seeing Enoch still clutching Wang Nuonuo’s sleeve, she angrily tapped Enoch’s head.

"Ah right, father!"

Enoch slapped his forehead, realizing he was so engrossed he forgot about his father.

So the chubby boy shot towards the village like a cannonball.

Mu Fan’s steps grew larger and faster, finally breaking into a full run towards the front.

Lance and others stood by, snickering eagerly, looking forward to the upcoming scene.

Brother Mu, truly a fierce man, strong enough to provoke disbelief.

But it seems, Teacher Wang is his only weakness.

"My... Lord..."

Nuonuo finally laid down all her shyness, poured out all the longing hidden in her heart over these days.

She wanted so much to tell him, throughout these days, she hadn’t cried once.

She taught the White Armor Clan so many things, earning their respect without relying on anyone.

She had so much to confide to Mu Fan.

She missed that familiar and warm embrace so much.

As for the apologies from Mu Fan, that was long forgotten.

Now the girl was full of joy, her pure and flawless smile was just like before.

While taking a few steps with her long legs, Nuonuo saw a gust of wind suddenly rushing in front of her.

Then two strong arms held her tightly.

Air whistled by her ear, Nuonuo felt herself embraced tightly by that broad chest, then spinning, spinning on this vast land!

"I am not afraid of death, what I fear most is never seeing you again."

The trembling whisper came from her ear.

Hearing her beloved’s unabashed words, Nuonuo felt her heart melt completely.

Usually articulate, now she could only laugh and cry.

"My lord, Nuonuo hasn’t cried before."

"Hmm."

"My lord, Nuonuo thinks about you every day, do you know?"

"Hmm."

"My lord..."

"Hmm?"

"You silly Big Barbarian Bear, how dare you only come to find me now!"

Nuonuo’s tears had stained her face, as she looked heartily at Mu Fan’s silver hair, she kept hitting Mu Fan’s chest, but her gentle fists did no harm.

She could hardly bear to hit him.

Mu Fan just smiled foolishly holding Nuonuo.

Now he felt it was real.

This was the familiar Nuonuo.

With both hands gently holding that bright and clean little face, using his thumbs softly stroking her delicate cheeks, wiping her tears away bit by bit.

"Nuonuo, don’t cry anymore."

"Wuh~ Wu... Okay." The girl finally stopped sobbing, nodded vigorously.

...

"Um... cough cough, should we head back?"

Isaiah’s old face reddened, he didn’t want to intrude at this moment, but seeing more and more spectators gathering, the people involved were unaware, he had to be the villain.

"Ah?"

Nuonuo was stunned, lifted her head to look.

She regretted doing so, as soon as she saw, her face turned red as, she burrowed into Mu Fan’s chest.

"Embarrassing, so embarrassing!!"

Unbeknownst to her, all the onlookers from the tribe, even the aunties and little kids had gathered to watch.

Her image was completely ruined.

Seeing the shy girl hide in his arms like an ostrich, her head refusing to come up.

Mu Fan awkwardly looked up, despite having strong mental resilience, he couldn’t remain clueless under so many kind gazes.

Thus in the girl’s surprised squeal, Mu Fan picked her up, striding right into the tribe.

"Haha, everyone in the White Armor Tribe, come welcome our esteemed guest!"

Isaiah laughed heartily, leading the way.

At this moment, the White Armor Tribe, after nearly a month of fighting, erupted in laughter for the first time.