Sin City, Upper District, Mayor's Office.
Having returned here, Jietisikoki held a wineglass and, beneath the moonlight, once again walked to the edge of the balcony, silently gazing down at the brightly lit cityscape below.
After a long while, he suddenly called out:
"Lifa."
The secretary standing quietly indoors immediately replied:
"Yes."
In an icy tone, Jietisikoki commanded:
"Notify Hao Wan. Tomorrow, the entire garrison is to prepare to receive our guests. Without my permission, no one is to engage in battle on their own."
Lifa nodded in acknowledgment.
"Yes."
With that, the secretary swiftly left the room.
As for Jietisikoki, he remained where he was, bathing in the moonlight and looking out over the nightscape as he continued drinking alone.
From beginning to end, those sharply angular crystalline eyes remained fixed on the slums in the distance.
"Ye Chen."
"Now, only the two of us are left here."
"It's been so long. You must be unable to hold yourself back any longer too, right?"
Jietisikoki murmured to himself with a cold expression.
"Come."
"Come quickly."
"I'll be waiting for you right here."
"Let us begin this long final battle as soon as possible."
"And greet each other's end as soon as possible."
The night receded.
Dawn arrived.
Meditation ended.
Sitting quietly in the shack's living room, Ye Chen felt the warmth of the sunlight as he slowly opened his eyes, then let out a long breath.
"Phew..."
As a breath of stale air left his lungs, a feeling of utter refreshment spread endlessly through Ye Chen's heart, filling every limb and bone with newfound strength.
Today was Ye Chen's sixth day in Sin City.
After a night of rest and adjustment, Ye Chen rose to his feet, raised his palm, and swiftly condensed a head-sized Pure Blood Body before