Ye Xuan returned to the villa, and Tang Xiaorou and the others were still awake.
The intense battle from earlier unsettled Tang Xiaorou and the others, making them deeply worried about Ye Xuan's safety.
Ye Xuan changed out of his slippers, walked to the sofa, where Tang Xiaorou, Huo Jin, Zhai Xiaoxiao, Yin Hua, and even Leng Ruobing, were seated around it.
"Xiaoxuan, how's the situation in province J?"
Tang Xiaorou poured Ye Xuan a cup of hot water and asked.
"It's all been resolved. Tonight, I'll get in touch with the Northern Federation, and if there are no issues, I'll schedule a life-and-death battle with Li Wentian tomorrow. One-on-one, perhaps that's the best way to resolve this issue."
Ye Xuan took the hot water, smiled calmly; he'd been waiting too long for this battle.
The death of Cui Xiaoman had once driven Ye Xuan into a state of madness and self-blame. With sword in hand, he charged into the Li Family alone, carving a bloody path all by himself.
