He really had to leave.
Recently, the frequency of his attacks had been increasing.
Although he was somewhat reluctant, Ye Shaoxuan still pressed Su Qiao down onto the edge of the bed. "I still have something to do and need to go out for a while. Rest well at home, and don't run around just because your martial arts have recovered. Understood?"
Su Qiao grabbed his sleeve with her other hand. "Where are you going?"
His expression was a little off. He didn't look like he was going to handle some matter.
Moreover, for so many days, he had always disappeared not long after nightfall, only returning at some point in the early morning. Su Qiao had every reason to suspect that this man was hiding something from her.
Ye Shaoxuan's eyes flickered, and he answered perfunctorily, "I'm handling a private matter. I just received word that you had been summoned to the Main Hall. I was afraid you'd be bullied, so I hurried back."
Su Qiao thought for a moment. "If you're going after people from the Demonic Cult, then you don't need to go. I've already had someone spread word of my situation at Flying Eagle Fortress to the Demonic Cult's branch. They should be arriving around now."
Ye Shaoxuan immediately understood why she had done this. "You want to use this opportunity to deal with Xu Changsong and the others all at once?"
"Mm." Su Qiao nodded. She was just about to ask another question when Xiao Wu's anxious voice sounded again.
"Young Master."
Ye Shaoxuan hesitated for a moment before prying Su Qiao's hand away. "I'll go out for a bit and be right back. Rest first."
With that, he turned and hurried out of the room.
*Host, he's gathered some men and is preparing to