Seeing Wang Haoran remain silent, Ye Wuhen assumed he was upset by what she had just said and comforted him:
"My heart is already yours. It is not going anywhere, so why does it have to be now? Tonight would be better."
"Then I'll listen to you." Wang Haoran did not insist. A little earlier or later made little difference.
"You know where I live. I'll leave the door unlocked, so come over when the time comes." After saying this shyly, Ye Wuhen found herself unable to face Wang Haoran calmly. She broke free from his embrace and ran out of his sight.
Night fell.
Wang Haoran did not go to Ye Wuhen as promised. It was not because he did not want to, but because once he went, it would not be over anytime soon.
That was because Qianhe Zhenyi's group had already begun moving at this hour.
During this time, while interacting with Ye Wuhen, Wang Haoran had subtly sounded her out about the Imperial Capital's defenses.
Ye Wuhen had no guard against Wang Haoran at all, so naturally, she hid nothing from him.
Wang Haoran knew where to slip into the Imperial Capital without being detected by its defensive forces.
The Imperial Capital's defenses combined modern technology with barriers. Unless one possessed special abilities, it was extremely unlikely for foreign cultivators to sneak in.
Qianhe Zhenyi could sneak in with her own abilities, but the other foreign experts could not.
Armed with the information Wang Haoran had provided, the foreign experts successfully infiltrated the Imperial Capital and arrived near the Yan Dragon Army's base.
Ye Wuhen had originally lived within the base. After Wu Xingtian's mansion had become ruins, he had moved here as well.
Qianhe Zhenyi and the others concealed their auras and waited near the