Ye Chenfeng returned to the villa close to ten minutes before midnight.
He wasn't at all worried about the Victory Sky Society's operations tonight. First, he believed that with the current strength of the Victory Sky Society, absorbing a third of the Divine Sky Association's power wouldn't be a problem; second, he trusted Fang Nanxiang's capability to handle things, figuring that there shouldn't be any hiccups with Fang Nanxiang in charge.
Tang Xin and Han Chuxue must have been asleep in their rooms, so after a comfortable bath, Ye Chenfeng wrapped in a towel, walked into his own room to rest.
Just as Ye Chenfeng was about to lie down, a knock sounded from outside his room. It must be Han Chuxue knocking; that little girl Tang Xin wouldn't knock so politely. She always just barged straight into Ye Chenfeng's room without knocking.
