Chapter 1665: Chapter 1665: Really Don’t Want to Stain My Hands with Blood
With a quick blink, Lin Tong came back to her senses, pursed her lips, and asked, "Is there any danger over in the Northern Federation?"
Ye Xuan, who was driving, was momentarily stunned upon hearing this, and then laughed teasingly, "Wife, when did you start worrying so much?"
Lin Tong gave a playful pout and said proudly, "Isn’t it natural for a wife to care about her husband?"
"Hahaha, of course, it’s totally natural!" Ye Xuan laughed twice and then said solemnly, "Don’t worry, wife, there’s no real danger in the Northern Federation. It’s just the Sword God Association, and the strongest person there, the Sword God, is just a sword’s effort in front of me. Not to mention those small fries."
"Hmm, that’s good to hear." Lin Tong nodded and said, "But you must still be careful, after all, you’re alone in a foreign land." fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
A warm feeling flowed in Ye Xuan’s heart; he could sense Lin Tong’s concern for him.
This concern was already beyond ordinary care and had become a deep-rooted importance from the soul, making Ye Xuan realize that Lin Tong could no longer do without him.
If anything happened to Ye Xuan, it would be an endless nightmare for Lin Tong.
As husband and wife, they faced storms together, and losing either of them would be devastating.
Ye Xuan nodded heavily, "Alright, I’ll be careful."
"Hmm." Lin Tong responded, "Waiting for you to come home."
Lin Tong didn’t say anything more and hung up the phone directly.
"This woman..."
Ye Xuan chuckled, feeling helpless about Lin Tong’s personality of few words yet deep affection.
Shaking his head, Ye Xuan didn’t think much more, driving his car to the international airport, then getting his ticket and boarding the plane. In no time, the flight to the Northern Federation took off with a heavy roar, soaring into the sky.
From the East Sea to East City in the Northern Federation, the fastest flight still takes nearly four hours.
Ye Xuan took a nap on the plane.
When he woke up, the plane had just landed at East City’s international airport.
Opening his eyes to look at the overcast sky outside, Ye Xuan squinted, a steely cold glint flashing in his dark eyes.
He knew that once he set foot on this land, it was bound to stir up a bloody storm.
"Really don’t want to shed blood."
With a helpless sigh, Ye Xuan stood up and exited the plane with the crowd.
Ye Xuan had never been a meddlesome person, but he respected the Sword God greatly, and since it was the Sword God who died by his hand, he wanted to make amends now that the Sword God’s children were in trouble.
Most people live in this world just for a clear conscience, and Ye Xuan was no exception.
"Hopefully, she’s still alive."
Ye Xuan breathed out secretly, feeling a bit of pity at the thought of the picturesque beauty of the Northern Federation.
With her father dead and her brother incompetent, she, as the sister, had to bravely shoulder everything just because of her exceptional talent. The burden was indeed heavy for a woman...
Ye Xuan turned on his phone and connected to a signal.
Soon, Chiba Kenichi from Yan Country called.
Ye Xuan answered the call.
"Cough, cough, cough!" The other end first rang with a series of violent coughs.
Ye Xuan smiled with satisfaction, it seemed that kid Bai Ye still had quite the heavy hand.
After a while, Chiba Kenichi adjusted his breath and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Ye Xuan, have you arrived?"
"Yes, I have," Ye Xuan replied.
"Was the journey smooth?" Chiba Kenichi asked with concern.
Ye Xuan’s face turned dark, "If it wasn’t smooth, do you think I’d still be alive to take your call?"
"I’m sorry!" Chiba Kenichi quickly explained, "I... I didn’t mean it that way..."
Before he could finish, Ye Xuan impatiently interrupted, "Alright, alright, save it, say what you need to say quickly, and don’t dawdle if there’s nothing else."
"Yes!"
Chiba Kenichi said, "Mr. Ye Xuan, here’s the thing, a friend of my father, thinking I had returned to East City, specially went to East City Airport to pick me up to ensure I wouldn’t be harmed by those bastards from the Sword God Association. You’ll see him when you exit the airport. You’re not familiar with East City, so he might be able to assist you!"
"Is it the person who tipped you off?" Ye Xuan nodded and asked.
"Yes," Chiba Kenichi replied, "His name is Chang Guchuan, and he’s quite a well-known person in the Northern Federation. He treated me like his own son since childhood, and both my sister and I regard him as a dear uncle!"
"Alright, I understand," Ye Xuan said. "Is there anything else?"
Chiba Kenichi thought for a moment, "No, that’s all."
"Alright, continue getting beat up then." Ye Xuan hung up the phone and walked briskly toward the outside of the airport.
Far away in the East Sea, Chiba Kenichi once again suffered a brutal beating...
East City’s international airport was large; fortunately, Ye Xuan was someone who has traversed internationally, otherwise, he might’ve gotten lost in there.
It didn’t take long for Ye Xuan to walk out of the airport.
The rain drizzled persistently.
At this time, a crowd was gathered outside the airport, many holding signs, and among them was an elderly Northern Federation man with a head full of white hair, holding a sign with the name Chiba Kenichi on it.
Although Ye Xuan didn’t understand Northern Federation culture, the characters on the sign were quite similar to those of Yan Country, so he naturally recognized the four characters on it.
Presumably, this must be the Sword God’s lifelong friend, undoubtedly Chang Guchuan.
Ye Xuan stepped forward, striding through the crowd to come before Chang Guchuan, smiling as he said, "You must be Mr. Chang Guchuan, right? Do you speak Yan Country language?"
Chang Guchuan was taken aback, casting a curious glance at Ye Xuan, and replied in somewhat awkward Yan Country language, "You are...?"
"Ye Xuan." Ye Xuan grinned.
Chang Guchuan’s pupils constricted immediately, shocked, "You... you’re Ye Xuan? The Yan Country man who killed the Sword God with one sword?"
Ye Xuan deeply sighed, "The death of the Sword God makes me uneasy, but I had no choice. I hope you can understand."
At this moment, shock filled Chang Guchuan’s heart.
The Sword God, revered as the Martial Arts God of the Northern Federation, represented the face of the Northern Federation’s martial arts scene; his achievements tied directly to the Federation’s honor.
That the Sword God ventured to Yan Country to challenge Ye Xuan and was ultimately killed by Ye Xuan’s swift sword was already well-known to everyone in the Northern Federation’s martial arts community. Even though Chang Guchuan retired from the Sword God Association long ago, he couldn’t have missed hearing about it.
That someone could kill the Sword God with a single stroke was something truly extraordinary.
Chang Guchuan never expected that the unrivaled prodigy who completely overpowered the Sword God would be so young!
It’s incredibly terrifying!
What kind of talent is this?
What terrifying future does he hold?
It’s unimaginable...
As their gazes met, the atmosphere grew somewhat tense.
After a long silence, Chang Guchuan came back to his senses and sighed heavily with a somber expression, "Since it was a life-and-death duel, only one can survive. Choko was outmatched; falling at the hands of a supreme talent like you isn’t the most tragic end."