Kong Yan's eyes flashed with a hint of reminiscence as he counted the time on his fingers.

Finally, after checking his left hand and then his right, his hands trembled slightly as he murmured, "Seven years..."

The old man's eyes reddened, and tears seemed to well up in his eyes. No one knew how he had survived these seven years.

After a while, he realized Li Guanqi was still beside him. He hurriedly raised his sleeve to wipe his eyes but couldn't bring himself to use the Sect's robe.