The transaction was complete.
With a smile, Chen Xi put the Gold Soul Card and Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng into her Storage Bracelet.
Yang Wudi rose and walked over to Bai He.
"I had someone prepare a feast. Let's have a few drinks tonight."
Bai He nodded slightly. "All right!"
"Who knows when we'll meet again after this."
Bai He left with Yang Wudi.
Chen Xi did not follow them. Instead, she returned to the room where she was temporarily staying to rest.
The next morning.
A carriage stopped at the entrance of the Breaking Clan.
Yang Wushuang sat at the front of the carriage, waiting quietly.
Chen Xi, Zhu Zhuqing, and Yang Wudi emerged from the Breaking Clan.
"Little Hall Master, once the location for Frost Snow Hall has been settled, send us word. The moment we receive it, we'll move the entire clan over."
Walking beside Chen Xi, Yang Wudi spoke softly.
"Don't worry, Uncle Yang."
"Once the matters in the Heaven Dou Empire are settled, I'll have someone send you word."
Chen Xi tidied the loose strands of hair by her ear and entered the carriage with Zhu Zhuqing.
Watching the two enter the carriage, Yang Wudi looked at Yang Wushuang, who was seated at the front, and reminded him, "Wushuang, you must protect the Little Hall Master."
"If you encounter something you can't handle, prioritize the Little Hall Master's safety. Then send me word."
Yang Wudi's tone was exceedingly stern.
And he had every right to say so. Though he was merely an eight-ring Soul Douluo, if he truly fought, the attack power Yang Wudi could unleash was in no way inferior to that of an ordinary Titled Douluo.
"Big Brother, don't worry."
"I know what to do."
Yang Wushuang confidently patted his chest.
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