The ancient city.

The city wasn’t huge. Or to be precise, it was very small. It was less than 30km wide, and there were very few people in it. Only some core figures of the Yang Clan were here.

Yang Lianshuang had only evacuated the core figures of the Yang Clan. As for the others, she didn’t have to bring them along. Because the Ying Clan and those other clans wouldn’t act against ordinary people. It was completely meaningless. Moreover, those people were a world’s foundation, and the Ying Clan’s coalition wouldn’t destroy the foundation of the worlds they occupied.

It was like how an emperor may be changed frequently, but the people are always the same. Because no matter who takes the throne, so long as that person has some brains, that person wouldn’t act against the commoners.

As soon as Yang Ye entered the city, two little fellows ran over to him.

They were Lei Lin and Xue’er.

Yang Ye took them in his arm and gave them a huge kiss each. He smiled, “Xue’er, Lei Lin, did you miss me?”

Xue’er quickly...