The Old Man Ying

He took Xiao Xi along a winding route, making several turns before finally entering an impressive-looking inn. He immediately asked for the best Heavenly Grade suite.

The room was spacious and elegant. When he opened the window, half of Qingshi City's nightscape spread out below.

Xiao Xi had been tired for a long time. Once she had eaten and drunk her fill and touched the soft bed, she fell into a deep sleep without even taking off her clothes, a sweet smile still on her lips.

Xuanyuan gently tucked the blanket around her, then sat beside the bed and quietly watched her for a while.

He reached out, seemingly wanting to caress her cheek, but his fingertips stopped an inch from her skin. In the end, he only brushed aside a loose strand of hair that had fallen across her face.

His expression was more complicated than ever before.

Meanwhile, the City Lord's Mansion was brightly lit, but the atmosphere was as cold as the dead of winter.

Liu Quan knelt on the floor, trembling like a leaf as he reported everything that had happened at the inn, without leaving out a single detail.

Seated in the main hall was a middle-aged man dressed in brocade robes. His features were refined, and he even toyed with a pair of smooth jade walnuts in his hand. He looked more like a wealthy landowner than a powerful lord.

He was Li Tai, the City Lord of Qingshi City.

After hearing Liu Quan's account, Li Tai showed no trace of anger. Instead, he smiled.

"A Divine Soul attack? Interesting." He spoke unhurriedly. His voice was quiet, yet it made Liu Quan lower his head even further. "So you're saying that dozens of city guards were taken out by a single person, without him