C108 The General's Tomb

They reunited with Lee Xuan in a quaint courtyard.

At that moment, Lee Xuan had reclaimed the visage of his youthful, refined self, seated with a small, luminous bone in hand, lost in thought. He bore no resemblance to the ruthless North China kingpin known for his deadly jests.

Surrounding him was a ring of regional heavyweights, each sitting with rigid posture