"Young Master Ye, please don't misunderstand—it is on behalf of the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty that we have come to apologize to you."
The defeated Heavenly God General's eyes shifted as he took the initiative to clasp his hands together and said.
Ye Xuan's lips curved slightly, a smile that wasn't quite a smile on his face, "Apologies are easy to speak of, but when it comes to compensation, I will discuss that with your Emperor at a later time."
Hearing the hint of dismissal in Ye Xuan's words, the defeated Heavenly God General clasped his hands again and said, "Then I shall not disturb Young Master Ye any further."
Ye Xuan spoke unhurriedly, "Remember to convey my message to the Emperor—today, at this moment, Emperor Immortal Sect returns to Zhongxuan Mountain."
"I will certainly deliver Young Master Ye's message intact," responded the defeated Heavenly God General with a smile, "then we shall take our leave first."
"Go ahead," Ye Xuan waved his hand dismissively.
