As night fell, three cars slowly made their way towards Xi Hang. In the vehicles were Huangfu Ziyu and some of her subordinates.
Sitting in the car, Huangfu Ziyu's face bore an unprecedented sense of calm. She had talked to Tianfu about marrying Ye Qing, and he was absolutely supportive. After all, Huangfu Ziyu had been watched over by him since she was young, and to him, she was like his own daughter. Therefore, Tianfu would rather see Huangfu Ziyu find her happiness than sacrifice it for reviving the family.
Moreover, Tianfu was very pleased with Ye Qing. He was well aware of Ye Qing's capabilities, having witnessed him step by step rise from being a retired soldier just entering Shenchuan City to his current status. Ye Qing was someone who was loyal to friends, righteous, and trustworthy—just the kind of person deserving of Huangfu Ziyu. So, seeing her and Ye Qing reach this stage brought joy to his heart.