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Chapter 185: Flame Sun and Old Friends
For the Southern Xiongnu Empire, a colossal entity with an army of one and a half million, the idea of directly swallowing it whole was as unrealistic as a delusional dream. However, Ye Huan realized that instead of acquiring numerous unguarded cities and a large number of captives, it would be better to eliminate Xuan Ziming outright. If he did that, the entire Southern Xiongnu Empire would be left leaderless, inevitably plunging into a war of factions. By the time they stabilized, the Huaxia Nation would likely have reached new heights, making it easy to conquer several cities.
With this thought in mind, after sending someone to notify Zuo Yi to come and take over the ruins of Beiyuan City and Sky Star City, Ye Huan led the members of Dragon Hall directly into the heart of the Southern Xiongnu Empire. They abandoned their plans to attack various cities and instead set their sights on the capital, intending to strike at the heart of the enemy and capture the king first.
Initially, when Ye Huan explained their purpose to the Dragon Hall members, they were somewhat reluctant. Clearly, they were dissatisfied with not being able to achieve more military exploits. However, as they journeyed and witnessed countless Huaxia Nation citizens displaced by war, their ambitions for personal glory faded away. To avoid drawing attention later on, nearly every member of Dragon Hall blended in with the fleeing civilians, donning tattered clothes typical of refugees.
Within the Southern Xiongnu Empire, due to the wealth acquired from war, the four major cities had undergone significant repairs. On this day, after a long journey, when they arrived at Flame Sun City, Ye Huan almost failed to recognize it. The enormous "Flame Sun" sign at the city gate was particularly surprising to him, prompting him to reflect on Zuo Yi's assertion that waging war could indeed be self-sustaining.
Noticing Ye Huan's astonished expression, Yang Guangyao, who had been closely following him for days, couldn't help but look up and observe Flame Sun City. However, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that aside from its size, there was nothing particularly special about it. He tentatively asked Ye Huan, "Young Master, is this really Flame Sun City?"
"Yes, this is Flame Sun City. Speaking of which, I owe my thanks to someone here; without him, there wouldn't be today's renowned Ye Huan across the land or your presence here now."
As if lost in memories while gazing at the sign above Flame Sun City, Ye Huan couldn't help but smile. He even mentioned this to Yang Guangyao, leaving him puzzled. Yet since Ye Huan claimed that without that person there would be no Dragon Hall today, Yang Guangyao hurriedly ran to the back of the refugee group to warn all Dragon Hall members to behave once they entered the city.
Following Yang Guangyao's instructions, the Dragon Hall members took his words to heart and slowly entered Flame Sun City alongside some refugees. However, they couldn't help but feel a bit disgruntled at how disdainfully the city guards treated them. Yet due to Yang Guangyao's earlier warning, they had no choice but to suppress their anger.
In contrast, once inside Flame Sun City, Ye Huan felt an unusual sense of familiarity. The buildings still bore marks from when he had driven his Military Hummer through them months ago. This nostalgia made him smile foolishly and caused many Dragon Hall members who saw his expression to wonder if something had affected him; otherwise, why would White Impermanence seem so out of sorts?
Unaware of what was going through his companions' minds and guided by his memory, Ye Huan gradually approached a residence where he could clearly see two characters: Han Residence! Behind him stood several Dragon Hall members scattered loosely about; only Yang Guangyao and Lo Shaobin remained close by his side.
Perhaps it was fate or mere coincidence; just as Ye Huan stood before Han Xuan and Han Cai'er’s home, a figure emerged from a nearby alleyway across from Han Residence. The figure was muttering incessantly: "Hey, that girl from Purple Flower Pavilion seems quite impressive! She knows over a hundred tricks better than I do! Next time I come back, I’ll definitely spend a whole day and night battling her so she knows just how formidable I am!"
The more he listened, the more familiar it sounded. Turning his head in surprise, Ye Huan clearly saw that the newcomer was none other than the precious son of Lord Qin Mu of Flame Sun City, Qin Hu!
At the same time, Qin Hu, who was bored and looking around, also spotted Ye Huan. However, unlike Ye Huan's smiling face, Qin Hu was rubbing his eyes as if trying to wipe away something. After a moment, he finally reacted, his mouth forming an 'O' shape as he trembled and pointed at Ye Huan, stuttering, "You, you, it's you..."
This was not the same as before. Three months ago, if Qin Hu had seen Ye Huan, his first reaction would likely have been to find someone to capture Ye Huan to ease the psychological trauma caused by Ye Huan's dominance over the Han sisters. But now, across the entire Nine Provinces Continent, there might be people who didn't know who Zhao Wujie was or who Xuan Ziming was, but as long as one mentioned Ye Huan, with all the various rumors and terrifying achievements surrounding him, it was hard to find anyone who didn't know of his existence.
Of course, Qin Hu knew this too. It was precisely because of this that he felt a surge of fear, worried that Ye Huan could easily end him with just a finger...
Understanding Qin Hu's thoughts at that moment, Ye Huan chose not to expose them. Instead, he smiled even more brightly. However, that smile appeared in Qin Hu's eyes like the grin of death. Terrified, he let out a scream and ran away without looking back, presumably to find his father, Lord Qin Mu.
Seeing this scene, Ye Huan shook his head helplessly and touched his own face before turning to Yang Guangyao beside him and asking, "Yang Guangyao, am I really that scary?"
"Young Master, if you're not scary, then there might not be anyone in the world who is..."
Yang Guangyao flashed a bright smile and had witnessed the earlier scene clearly. He couldn't help but tease Ye Huan, which earned him a series of eye rolls from Ye Huan. Ignoring him, Ye Huan knocked on the tightly shut door of Han Residence.
Knock knock knock...
The continuous knocking echoed until finally someone opened the door slightly. A servant peeked out with a smile. However, when the servant saw the tattered clothes worn by Ye Huan and his companions, his sunny expression instantly turned dark as he said to them coldly, "Get lost! Where did these beggars come from? Can't you see what kind of place this is?"
"Let Han Liu come out to see me; otherwise..."
Hearing the servant's foul language made Ye Huan struggle to hold back his urge to tear down the Han Residence signboard. He said this but hadn't finished speaking before being interrupted by the servant who reached out toward him and shouted angrily, "Or else what? Do you think you can tear down Han Residence's door? Look in the mirror and see what you are! How dare you call our master by name? Get lost!"
"Damn it! You think just because I give you a little respect you can act like this? Yang Guangyao, tear down this Han Residence door for me!"
Having heard everything clearly from the servant's mouth, Ye Huan could no longer hold back. His curses were even more fluent than those of his opponent. Grabbing hold of the servant's arm tightly, he instructed Yang Guangyao. Instantly receiving a response from Yang Guangyao—who had also been displeased with the Han Residence servant since earlier—he didn't hold back on his strength and kicked hard against Han Residence's door!
What would happen if a Ninth-Level Practitioner kicked down a wooden door?
Boom! The Crimson Door shattered into countless wooden splinters in an instant, providing the best answer…
In contrast, the servant who had just rushed in to scold Ye Huan was left dumbfounded when he witnessed the thick wooden door, measuring over ten centimeters, being kicked to pieces. His expression turned to one of disbelief, and his gaze involuntarily fell on Yang Guangyao's feet, as if he were trying to see if there was some special mechanism hidden there.
After staring for a while without figuring anything out, the servant finally reacted and shouted loudly towards the Han Residence, "Someone's breaking in! Hurry, come help!" As he spoke, he tried to pull his arm back from Ye Huan's grip, but he didn't consider who Ye Huan was; there was no way she would let him go!
With a slight increase in pressure and a cold smile, Ye Huan heard a crack as she crushed the servant's wrist! The force was unimaginable. At the same time, several experts from the Han Residence rushed out. The first one shouted loudly before even arriving, "Who dares to cause trouble in my Han Residence?!"
"Cause trouble?" That phrase didn't quite fit here.
Just as Ye Huan pondered whether to teach the newcomer a lesson, a Seventh-Level Warrior slowly walked out from the courtyard of the Han Residence. However, upon seeing Ye Huan, he froze in place, his expression mirroring that of Qin Hu when he first encountered her—like a figure carved from the same mold.
"No need to look further; I am Ye Huan. Go find Han Liu for me! Tell him I want to see him."
Realizing that this person must know her and wanting to avoid unnecessary trouble, Ye Huan's words instantly relieved the Seventh-Level Warrior. He turned and ran towards the back courtyard of the Han Residence without sparing a glance at the unfortunate servant in Ye Huan's grasp.
Shaking his head helplessly, after kicking aside the servant from the Han Residence, Ye Huan saw Han Liu quickly approaching with the earlier Professional. As he reached Ye Huan, he said something that left her speechless: "Ye Huan, how have you fallen so low?"
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