The next day.
While the sky was still gray, Ye Xuan woke up early as usual, went downstairs, and began his morning exercise in the villa courtyard.
Dawn had not yet arrived, and under the dim light, the dark circles under Ye Xuan's eyes looked enviably profound and deep.
His somewhat sunken eyes appeared lustrous, and his whole demeanor lacked even a trace of youthfulness, replaced by a sense of being used up and exhausted.
It was evident how hard he had worked last night.
"It's all thanks to me, if it were someone else, they'd probably be dead by now, right?"
Ye Xuan looked up at the sky, feeling a sudden wave of unspeakable sadness.
In the house, a beautiful wife with endless greed, leaving him alone to bear the sorrow!
Such incomprehensible demands, taking supplements was hardly a solution; only relying on Body Cultivation Technique was a way to maintain life.
