"Ring, ring, ring."
The sudden ring of the phone caused the commotion in a room on the second floor of Tingxiang Pavilion villa to abruptly stop.
Dragon Fragrance held Ye Huan's hand, her face flushed, shaking her head to indicate she wanted him to ignore the phone.
"Be good, wait a moment." Ye Huan gently stroked Dragon Fragrance's cheek, comforting her, then got out of bed and found the phone in the clothes on the floor.
In truth, he really didn't want to stop halfway; it seriously affected the mood.
But a call coming this late must be something urgent.
As expected.
"The Di Family is holding a family meeting and has decided to rally the entire Ancient Martial Realm to crusade against me?" Ye Huan couldn't help but chuckle when he heard what the Empress had told him.
"Brother Ye, how can you still find the mood to laugh!"
"The situation is very urgent!"
"Even if you're strong, you can't handle the entire Ancient Martial Realm, including the Di Family!"
