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Night!
The moon is dark and the wind is high.
Ye Xuan changed clothes at Shen Xueying's house, then took a shower, and had dinner with Shen Xueying, Wei Zijin, Yu Shiyun, and others.
Now, Ye Xuan is walking on the street, the north wind is cold, and Ye Xuan's clothes flutter with the wind.
When Ye Xuan arrived at the hotel entrance, there were already hundreds of bodyguards waiting for him.
And those hundreds of bodyguards seemed to know that there would be a tough battle today, so each bodyguard held a baton, or even a sharp dagger.
"Crack!"
Ye Xuan lit a cigarette and started smoking slowly.
He wouldn't be so bored as to pay attention to that pile of trash in front of him. After all, these people were no different from trash or waste.
The ones who truly caught Ye Xuan's attention were the cultivators behind that pile of trash. Oh, they were all Golden Core Realm experts, how frightening for Ye Xuan!
