The First Tyrant naturally wanted revenge, otherwise he wouldn't have captured Mei Hanqing to force Ye Xunhuan out.
Now, after Ye Xunhuan had spoken, he immediately sped away, with the First Tyrant naturally following closely behind.
The two figures, like ghosts, swiftly flitted along the road, like a gust of wind. Fortunately, the First Welfare Institute was located in a remote area, close to the countryside, and it was winter. Moreover, both Ye Xunhuan and the First Tyrant moved so fast that no one noticed two ghost-like figures flashing across the road.
After an indeterminate amount of time, Ye Xunhuan finally stopped.
As Ye Xunhuan halted, the First Tyrant also followed suit.
"This place is not bad, suitable for your grave!" Ye Xunhuan looked around, speaking lightly.
"Also suitable for your grave."
