Han Fusheng snorted coldly and didn’t even look at his move. The four Long family masters suddenly burned with light blue flames!
The four Long family masters screamed in an instant, just for a moment!
The four Long family masters were burned to ashes, and the last strong wind blew by, and even the ashes disappeared without a trace.
It was as if these four people had never been here!
Four masters of Wuhou’s late-stage strength were dealt with in an understatement.
If everyone in the martial arts world sees it, their jaws will definitely drop.
After dealing with the four masters of the Long family, Han Fusheng looked at Long Ruotong: “Tong’er, I didn’t expect to see you again. After more than twenty years, you are still so beautiful and charming.”
“How have you been over the past few years? You ran away to avoid me. Do you know how sad I was?”
Han Fusheng looked at Long Ruotong in surprise and joy, but Long Ruotong said nothing and had no expression on his face. More than twenty years of imprisonment had long left Long Ruotong without any emotional fluctuations!
Except for Chen Ping, nothing would cause Long Ruotong to have any emotional fluctuations!
Seeing that Long Ruotong remained silent, Han Fusheng frowned slightly and stepped forward to gently take Long Ruotong’s hand.
Long Ruotong didn’t hide or speak, just like a robot!
But just when Han Fusheng took Long Ruotong’s hand and was about to say something, his face suddenly changed wildly and his body quickly retreated!
“Mu Lan, take Tong’er to the side hall immediately and serve me well. If Tong’er is unhappy at all, I will kill you!”
Han Fusheng said to the female servant.
“Follow your orders!” Mulan’s face was full of nervousness, and he stepped forward to gently support Long Ruotong and walked towards the back.
“By the way, you must not let Madam know…”
Han Fusheng warned!
“As ordered…” Mulan helped Long Ruotong leave.
Just as Mulan helped Long Ruotong leave, a middle-aged woman hurriedly walked in from the front door!
“Madam, what’s so urgent?”
After Han Fusheng saw the middle-aged woman, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
It turned out that this middle-aged woman was An Lingrong, Han Fusheng’s wife.
“Qing’er, she……”