When he got back home, he hadn't expected that around twenty Disciples would surround the area, not knowing what they were up to. When they saw Song Yun return, they just bowed respectfully instead of shouting "Brother Song" like they used to.
As soon as he entered, he saw Zhao Yan and her group solemnly smoking in the living room. After changing his shoes, Song Yun laughed, "Quite the full house today, huh? Didn't I say I was fine?"
"Damn it, tell me who did this, boss. I'll chase them to the ends of the earth to bring them back," Wu Li shouted angrily, seeing Song Yun's arms wrapped up like a mummy.
"Keep it down, will you? Don't want the neighbors coming over," Song Yun sat among them and chuckled, "Shishi, make some tea for them. Look at them smoking like chimneys, aren't you guys afraid of smoking your throats out?"
