Late Arrival

In the Black Corner Region, Yuan Yi gazed at what had once been the commercial center of the Northwest Continent. Now it had been completely razed to the ground, and he could not help feeling somewhat saddened.

A place he had painstakingly managed for so many years, growing ever more prosperous with each passing day, had vanished entirely within just a few hours because of a battle between powerful experts.

"Enough. Try to look on the bright side." Elder Eagle Mountain stood beside Yuan Yi. Noticing his despondency, he comforted him, "At least this time, Xiao Yan and the others did their best to keep the casualties to a minimum. As long as people are alive, rebuilding is only a matter of time."

"Although the Black Corner Region has been destroyed, the credibility accumulated over all these years still remains. That is far better than the Black Corner Region of the past, isn't it?"

Hearing Elder Eagle Mountain's consolation, Yuan Yi's expression eased slightly.

"That's true."

Yuan Yi then pulled himself together somewhat and looked toward Xiao Yan on the other side.

Xiao Yan was sitting on the ground. Cai Lin, who had already regained consciousness, was tightly hugging his neck from behind. Xiao Yan wore a helpless expression as he glanced sideways at Cai Lin, who was leaning against his shoulder.

"Um... Cai Lin, could you loosen your grip? There are so many people watching."

"Do you have a problem with that?"

Cai Lin did not even raise her head. Her cold words reached Xiao Yan's ear side. Not only did she not let go, her fair wrist around his neck tightened further, leaving Xiao Yan temporarily unable to breathe.

Xiao Yan wanted to say something else, but when he saw a streak of tears beneath Cai Lin's hair,