Ye Zhicang's face displayed an expression of resolute determination. He said, "Clan Leader, if the skin no longer exists, how can the hair cling to it? You and Ye Tian are heading to Tianshan—how could I possibly rest easy at home while nursing my injuries? So this time, whether you stop me or not, I will go with you!"
"Alright, Ye Zhicang, we'll go together!"
Ye Zhihuan couldn't help but sigh and said, as he knew he could not dissuade someone whose mind was already made up.
Ye Tian expressed his gratitude, saying, "Ye Clan Elders, this time, both I and the martial artists of Night King Hall deeply appreciate your support! I hope the friendship between the Ye Clan and Night King Hall endures forever, everlasting through time!"
Having settled their plans, the group began packing their belongings…
The next day, the group boarded a train heading from Lianghe Town to Tianshan City!
