"Ye Xuan, get out here!"
Ye Qingyue stormed to the courtyard outside Qu Zhongyuan's residence, roaring like the He Dong Lion.
Ruan Mengyue and Leng Hongmi followed behind her, quite helpless.
Inside the courtyard.
Qu Zhongyuan looked embarrassed, somewhat afraid to look at Ye Xuan.
He had just been saying Ye Qingyue was in closed-door cultivation, preparing for the battle at Hengduan Mountain.
Yet in the blink of an eye, Ye Qingyue had run to the exterior of his courtyard, clamoring for a fight with Ye Xuan.
With an enigmatic smile, Ye Xuan glanced at Qu Zhongyuan and turned to walk toward the outside of the courtyard.
"Young Master Ye..."
Qu Zhongyuan opened his mouth, eventually sighing in his heart, helpless.
At the same time, he was also full of silent complaints, wasn't it agreed that the news of Ye Xuan's arrival wouldn't reach Ye Qingyue's ears? How did it still get to her?
Qu Zhongyuan followed behind Ye Xuan, walking out of the courtyard.
