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Chapter 402 - 431, I, Li Xuan, am Back

Chapter 402: Chapter 431, I, Li Xuan, am Back

No matter what Song Chenghai thought, the Song family had to hand over the Great Axe Alliance, and there were ways to do it. One was to be forcefully taken by the other party, and the other was to willingly offer it. The meaning was different in each case.

After leaving the old Mr. Song’s room, Song Chenghai made a phone call to Song Wuliang.

"Dad, what’s up?"

"Well, you know about the situation tonight, right? Tell Fang Yi to keep quiet. The Great Axe Alliance will be handed over to him tomorrow," Song Chenghai said.

"Holy shit, no way, Dad, what made you suddenly come to your senses?" Song Wuliang said.

"It’s your grandfather’s idea."

"Oh, he’s quite clever, isn’t he?"

"Did you already know about this?"

"...Didn’t know, my phone died, hanging up now."

...

Fang Yi received the call from Song Wuliang. Everyone had been on high alert, ready for action, but after Fang Yi hung up the phone, he said, "It’s getting late; everyone should wash up and go to bed."

Yao Bo said, "Brother Yi, what happened? Aren’t we going after the Great Axe Alliance?"

Fang Yi said, "It’s too late, we’ll do it tomorrow."

Yao Bo couldn’t quite wrap his head around it, unable to keep up with the thinking. Shaking his head, he said, "Brother Yi, you’re the brainy one, alright, whatever you say we’ll do... Brothers, work’s over, let’s go to sleep."

The Dragon Soul members immediately responded.

"Early to bed, early to rise, to avoid getting dark circles under your eyes," Fang Yi reminded.

"Got it," Yao Bo waved from a distance.

Fang Yi lifted his wrist, glanced at his watch; it was already nine o’clock at night. Suddenly, he remembered Xia Ziqi was still at home, with dumplings she had made but not yet eaten. He hurriedly got into the white sedan Song Wuliang had given him and drove home.

Upon arriving home and pushing the door open, he found the living room pitch-black and silent.

Fang Yi flicked on the light and saw a woman lying on the sofa—it was Xia Ziqi.

Xia Ziqi was extremely tired; she lay on the sofa with her legs slightly bent and her cheek propped up by her hand; her body slightly curled up, the tender forehead beaded with sweat, likely due to the heat of summer. The room had no air conditioning—making it stiflingly hot—her cheeks were also flushed with warmth.

Looking at the coffee table, there was a bowl of uncooked dumplings.

Fang Yi didn’t want to disturb Xia Ziqi’s rest, but knowing it would get very cool later in the night, he walked over, gently lifted Xia Ziqi’s legs and neck, and cradled her in his arms, heading to the bedroom.

But as Fang Yi had just opened the bedroom door, a soft moan came from Xia Ziqi’s mouth; he looked down to see her eyes groggily opening.

"You... you’re back," Xia Ziqi said with a gentle smile, suddenly realizing that she was in Fang Yi’s arms, her cheeks turned crimson.

Fang Yi felt Xia Ziqi’s slight struggle and smiled, "Don’t worry, I won’t do anything without your permission. I just saw you sleeping soundly and wanted to carry you to the bedroom."

Xia Ziqi bit her lip and said, "Well, you should put me down then, I’ll go cook the dumplings for you."

Fang Yi smiled, "I already ate outside."

Xia Ziqi’s expression had a hint of disappointment: "Is that so..."

Fang Yi said, "You go to sleep first."

Xia Ziqi nodded her head and gave up struggling, letting Fang Yi carry her into the bedroom.

Fang Yi didn’t take any liberties, placed Xia Ziqi on the bed, and then picked up a blanket to cover her.

"Goodnight," Fang Yi said softly.

"Goodnight," Xia Ziqi smiled.

She allowed Fang Yi to carry her to the bed and then cover her with a blanket. His expression was incredibly serious and careful. As the saying goes, a serious man is the most beautiful. Now, Xia Ziqi thought he was just that, truly beautiful.

Xia Ziqi’s heart couldn’t help but feel a bit of sweetness, as if she had fallen into a jar of honey.

That night, she slept very comfortably and soundly.

...

The next day.

Moon City Airport.

Several young rich kids were smoking in the arrival hall.

Yes, smoking.

To smoke here, without some background or status, no one could manage, but these young socialites had managed it.

Besides them, there were two pretty young college girls, one of whom was wrapped in the arms of a young socialite, occasionally teasing and flirting.

The other girl appeared somewhat reserved, clearly keeping her distance from the young socialites. Her hand clutched her skirt, seemingly wanting to leave this place, but with her classmates around, it really wouldn’t look good just to walk away. After all, she had to save face for her classmates.

At this moment, a man emerged from the airport gate, dragging his rolling suitcase behind him.

The man had an impressive bearing, with a hint of weathered experience in his brow but mostly maturity. His eyebrows were sharp as swords, his eyes piercing. Adding to this his tall and straight figure, he had the air of a superior.

Seeing the man appear, the young socialites quickly gathered around him, some greeting him, "Mr. Xuan."

"Mr. Xuan, you’re finally back."

"We’ve all been waiting for you."

The group chattered, all greeting the man with extreme enthusiasm.

The man gave a slight smile, "Sorry, there was a bit of a delay at the airport. I’ve made you wait."

The young socialites all said it was nothing to worry about. He glanced at the group; these were his old friends from his time in Moon City. Back then, they were classmates, each one from a wealthy or noble background, yet they still respectfully addressed him as Mr. Xuan, which proved his exceptional abilities.

"Mr. Xuan, come, let me introduce my new girl," one of them said, pulling the college girl next to him and pushing her in front of Mr. Xuan, "Say hello!"

"Mr. Xuan," the college girl said, with a hint of shyness, and then remembering something, she waved towards the seats, "Qin Xin, come here."

Qin Xin really didn’t want to go over, but to save face for her classmate, she went anyway.

"Who is this?" The man with the sharp eyebrows brightened up.

Someone who was perceptive immediately smiled and said, "This is the classmate of that guy’s girl, her name is Qin Xin."

The college girl quickly got used to the situation and said, "Yeah, Mr. Xuan, this is my classmate, Qin Xin. Say hello to Mr. Xuan."

In truth, Qin Xin was very reluctant, she lightly bit her lip and with her head lowered slightly, said, "Mr. Xuan."

The man with sharp eyebrows laughed heartily and then turned to walk out of the airport. The young socialites hurried to follow.

Qin Xin lagged behind, taking her classmate’s hand, and said, "Zhang Yue, I... I want to go back now."

The girl named Zhang Yue replied, "So soon? These guys are all rich young masters. If you leave like this, it won’t look good for me, and it might upset them. Let’s wait a bit, we’ll go back together."

Qin Xin hesitated for a moment. She couldn’t afford to offend these rich young masters, so she just nodded her head. A sly smile flashed briefly in Zhang Yue’s eyes.

Someone carried Li Xuan’s suitcase. Li Xuan walked out of the airport and stood on the stairs, the sunlight spilling down on him. He raised his hand to shield his eyes and then lowered it, slipping it into his pocket.

Li Xuan sighed softly, "Moon City, I, Li Xuan, am back."