Atop Lijing Mountain.
Li Xuanxuan stood before a chaotic courtyard, followed by Li Yesheng's eldest son, Li Xiewen.
In recent years, Li Xiewen had been called back by Li Xiangping and had been assisting Li Xuanxuan with the clan's affairs. Now that Li Yesheng had followed Li Xiangping on a campaign to the west, it was naturally his role to take over his father's duties.
Shaking his head, Li Xuanxuan frowned and asked,
"Still no sign of Jingtian and Xuanling?"
"Reporting to the Young Master, people have been sent through all the surrounding forests, but neither of them has been found."
Li Xuanxuan's heart skipped a beat as he looked over the devastated courtyard. He picked up a fallen wooden stool and heavily sat down.
