C98 Yu Miaoqie Qing'er

As night fell, the inn lit up with candles.

Xue Chen sat in the middle with a solemn expression. His eyes stared straight at Xu Ye, making his hair stand on end. "Xu Hua! Do you know how dangerous today's matter is? If it wasn't for your inheritance, you would have died from the rupture of your veins today!" Xue Chen said sternly