He had Egg Pancake drop its Mimicry, then waved his hands repeatedly in the direction the camera was filming.
The Flying Flame Firefly was clearly operating on pre-programmed instructions. It flew past Han Ning's waving hands as impassively as a robot, circled once in mid-air, and then headed back the way it came.
Han Ning wasn't bothered. He simply stood in place and waited quietly.
A short while later, the sound of footsteps echoed from the southwest.
Over a hundred figures, along with a dense throng of Tree Spirits, Tree Demons, and insects, emerged from the white mist and headed toward him.
"Han Ning!"
The moment their leader, Lü Xiuning, saw Han Ning, he couldn't help but cry out and sprint over.
He ran up to Han Ning, and seeing him completely unharmed, a joyous smile spread across his face. He clapped him hard on the shoulder, muttering repeatedly, "Good, good. It's good that you're alright!"
