The moon was as bright as a lamp, hanging high in the sky.
The dazzling starry light spread across the earth and sky.
Ye Xuan, with disheveled hair, his body ripped open and blood-soaked, looked terrifying and frightening. He stood coldly in front of the Xuanyuan Family mansion, holding a black blade as dark as ink.
Perhaps the wind was too cold; Ye Xuan's right hand trembled. The blood on his clothes had long congealed into stains, making him look even more horrifying.
"Brother Wu, you should leave first! Today's matter isn't something you should get involved in."
Ye Xuan slowly lifted his head, a trace of resentment in his eyes, and stared at Wu Tianlei, saying.
"...Alright! You, take care."
Wu Tianlei sighed helplessly.
Ye Xuan's injuries were worsening. Some wounds faintly revealed pale white bones, sticking with blood, which was unsettling to behold.
"Thank you, Brother Wu."
Ye Xuan chuckled, watching Wu Tianlei and several Divine Soldiers Team members depart.
