"Could it be that Ling'er's talent lies in artifact refining?" Ye Xuan muttered to himself, deciding to help his sister check later.
Ye Xuan genuinely cherished this younger sister of his.
When they were young, he used to bully her often.
Every time he made her cry, he'd stand by and laugh.
And every time, he'd get scolded by his second uncle, Ye Minghai, when they got home.
Those carefree days, no matter how many ages Ye Xuan lived through, he would never forget.
He would never forget what sustained him through countless ages.
To those who knew him, he might be an old demon, a monster, a butcher, treacherous and cunning, yet an undeniably powerful Undying Night Emperor.
Only Ye Xuan himself knew of the soft place in his heart reserved for his family.
The people of the Ye Family in Wan'an City.
Although Ye Xuan understood that this might become his weakness, he was undeterred.
