Ye Lanlan's deep and steady voice echoed in the cave made of stalactites.
Ye Hanjun neither agreed nor disagreed, if a pure-blood descendant of the Holy Saint Embryo really appeared here, it could indeed attract the covetous hearts of some clansmen.
However, this was not absolute, the members of the Night Family were well-versed and well-traveled, and offending other powerful clansmen for a piece of unconfirmed potential required extra consideration of pros and cons.
"I'm tired, let's rest."
After discussing for a while, Ye Hanjun closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in meditation.
"Okay."
Ye Lanlan's furrowed brow gradually relaxed, and he soon began to absorb the Dark Element around him, slowly making his breath long and steady.
"Ooh..."
The tiger cub in his arms stared with its eyes wide open, never daring to fall fully asleep.
But gradually, an overwhelming fatigue surged up.
