"The choice is yours to make."
Xuanyuan Hengyi's listless voice was the last to ring out before he fell silent.
Xuanyuan Yusheng glanced at Xuanyuan Hengyi lying on the bed, a hint of coldness in his gaze, but he said no more and turned to leave the room.
His feelings for Ye Xuan were extremely complicated, but he knew that as the Family Head of the Xuanyuan Family, he must prioritize the interests of the Xuanyuan Family.
Tomorrow, at the summit of Snow Peak in the Els Mountains, the decisive battle between Ye Xuan and Li Wentian would occur, and he would not align himself with any side.
However, he would certainly be present.
Pausing for a few moments at Xuanyuan Hengyi's door, Xuanyuan Yusheng then turned away.
As the footsteps receded, Xuanyuan Hengyi opened his eyes.
Ye Xuan is still too young. Declaring war on the whole world—how could he have the gall?
He didn't hold much hope for Ye Xuan.
The West.
Kunlun.
In S Temple, Master Kong Yuan could no longer sit still.
