Xiang Beifei was listening to the reports about Light Valley from Fu Qiuzi and Guan Cang when Li Qianluo came rushing in and landed beside him.
"Second Chief." Fu Qiuzi and Guan Cang greeted.
"Ha, hello there."
Li Qianluo's face always carried that vibrant and lively expression as she patted Xiang Beifei on the shoulder and said, "Hey, Xiao Bei, have you finished your cultivation?"
"Yes, I just finished."
Xiang Beifei turned to look at Li Qianluo, applying the method he used to analyze the Dao embryo but, strangely, he still couldn't see Li Qianluo's Dao embryo.
"Then we've got to really get down to business!" Li Qianluo said, rolling up her sleeves.
"What for?" Xiang Beifei asked.
"Light Valley now has forty races, and the number of cultivators has reached five hundred and sixty-two, a full five hundred and one more than our Zha Jiang Stronghold! We can't just sit back and do nothing," Li Qianluo said.
"What? Are you planning to poach people?"
