Leaving the restaurant, Ye Shikai's body was trembling, the plan in his hands was indeed very risky. He was not a savior, nor did he have the power of God. If he failed, then in Hong Kong, the Refining Mo would face no more obstacles. Worse yet, Su Qingyu and Luo Shiqi were still waiting for him in Yanjing. In case...
Ye Shikai dared not think further.
But could he just ignore it? No, he had already made enemies with the Tomb Spirit Organization, and the Refining Mo would not stop easily. What's more worrisome was this plan. Ye Shikai was not an official person; even if he did not participate, the plan would still go ahead, and without him, the chances of success would be even slimmer. Furthermore, if the Refining Mo obtained the energy of another strange stone, it would be like a tiger growing wings, fearless.
Ye Shikai sighed deeply and walked silently through the endless stream of people.
...
In a bustling food stall in Hong Kong.
