Improving the Path of Genetic Martial Artists!

Two days later, Mu Xuan returned to the Imperial Capital. His eldest son, Fang Tao, personally came to pick him up. As for the others, they did not know the true reason why Mu Xuan went to the Southern Capital.

"Dad, your situation…" Fang Tao wanted to say something but hesitated. After hesitating for a long time, he finally mustered his courage and asked.

At this moment, he no longer had the demeanor of a dignified commander of the Demon Suppression Division.

Mu Xuan nodded gently and said, "It's already resolved. It's all thanks to that soul evil dragon…"

Fang Tao heaved a sigh of relief. "It's good that it's resolved."