A figure emerged calmly from the swirling dust, and as everyone on the site gradually made out who it was, Sun Boyi and the others from the Suns held their breath. Sun Hengfei pinched his own thigh hard and asked, "Grandfather, am I dreaming? Is that Chenfeng? Chenfeng isn't dead?"
Sun Xiaoli also had continuous flashes of surprise in her eyes, and her slightly opened mouth spoke of shock while excitement colored her fair face.
