No need to think, no need to worry, no need to disturb.
The youngest Martial Saint under the heavens, the little Overlord of Jianghuai, adept both on land and water, knowledgeable in both Yin and Yang realms, how could there be so many troubles? Why should there be so much worry?
Play what should be played, sing what should be sung.
The wine must be freshly brewed, the people must be prosperous!
It was past midnight.
Otter Kai stepped on a wine jar, rolling outwards.
Liang Qu called Long Pinghe to bring over the sandbox, commanding vigorously, and talked about future plans:
"Senior Brother, Senior Sister, look, I've set up a total of thirty waterways, twenty-five specifically for transporting goods, and five specifically for transporting people! Making a scenic route!"
"A scenic route, is this the 'tourism' you mentioned?" Hu Qi stroked his chin.
