A flash of white light passed, and the people of Huaxia reappeared.
Looking at Lin Zhan, who was furious, He Dazhuang asked, "Old Lin, what happened to make you so angry?"
Lin Zhan turned back to the source of the voice, "Who are you... Holy crap, Old He, did you eat fertilizer to get this big?" Looking at the six-foot-tall man in front of him, Lin Zhan couldn't recognize him at first.
"Brother Lin, doesn't my big brother look majestic and strong?" said another tall man next to He Dazhuang.
"Holy crap... you're Er Zhuang." Lin Zhan recognized Wang Er Zhuang with great effort.
"Wife, wife, come let me have a good look." With that, Lin Zhan quickly ran to Zhang Lingxiu's side, touched her small hands, touched her small face, and examined her carefully from head to toe.
"Wife, you didn't eat fertilizer, did you? You didn't turn into a freak like Da Zhuang and the other guy, did you? I'll have to examine you properly when we get home. This is too..."
"Holy crap, Old Zhang, did you upgrade your skill to 'Divine Stick' in some dungeon raid?" Lin Zhan said, utterly bewildered.
"This heavenly master is not something mere mortals can comprehend. I can foresee past lives and future destinies, joy and sorrow. With a snap of my fingers, the past five hundred years unfurl within my heart."