Stepping into the first ray of morning sunlight, a Spiritual Beast Car slowly drove out of Lanwu City, leaving without a sound.
Han Caicai stood in Wanxiang Building, looking out the window towards the city gate, with an indescribable emotion in her narrow eyes.
After a while, a subordinate reported that the guests who reveled last night were gradually waking up.
"Once they wake up, send them off." Narrow and lazy long eyes squinted slightly, and she hummed impatiently.
At this moment, where was the hospitality from last night?
The demonic face had only one word written on it—"Scram!"
The subordinate shivered, fell silent, and withdrew.
Before long, the doors of Wanxiang Building opened wide, and groups of Lanwu City's powerful figures walked out one after another, staggered onto their Spiritual Beast Cars, and embarked on their journey home.
Mu Yu got on his family's car, raising a hand to rub his brow gently.
