The Sun had set and the night had fallen.
On the cool and shady road, Ling Xian and Yan Xiong Fei walked alongside each other. As they enjoyed the beautiful moonlight, they discussed about the Bai Clan.
Ever since they exited the cemetery, Ling Xian had informed Yan Xiong Fei about the identity of Bai Xiao Qi and his thoughts of forming an alliance. However, because of the severity of the situation, the leader of the clan did not answer right away. He was considering this quietly.
"Leader Yan, I wonder if you thought of my proposition yet?" Ling Xian finally asked.
"I…"
Yan Qiong Fei frowned. After a moment of silence, he said, "Sorry. I cannot agree."
Hearing this, Ling Xian grinned. He predicted this result.
Yan Xiong Fei was the leader of the clan and was burdened with the safety of the Yan Clan and everyone's live. How could he answer so easily? Therefore, he wasn't surprised. Because he already thought of what to do.