They could only rely on themselves.
It was once believed that if they were still alive, they'd return in at most a year. But two years had passed with no sign of them, and many had nearly assumed they'd perished in the rift.
"Peak Master, is it really true that martial aunt and martial uncle have returned?" A disciple couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"There's no doubt!" Wigilia Han carefully examined the traces at the scene again.
The more he looked, the more convinced he became—Amalia had returned.
However, one thing struck him as odd. At the ruined battleground, there were only blade marks and no traces of sword strikes.
Could it be that only Martial Aunt had made a move, and Martial Uncle had not?
Or had the two of them separated, and Amalia had acted alone?
"In any case, pass this news back to the sect. Let everyone know that Martial Aunt has come back."
"What about Martial Uncle?" a disciple noted that the Peak Master had only mentioned one of them.
