C1387 Eight Realms as One

"I missed you."

As he was about to store the Communication Bead in his Storage Ring, a sudden flash of blue light flickered across the bead.

The voice that emerged was gentle, tinged with nervousness, a quiver of uncertainty, and a hint of wistfulness—perhaps even a touch of resolve.

Luo Xiu, of course, recognized the voice immediately. Upon hearing those words, a smile graced his face