"With your great-grandmaster here, we won't be bullied."
"Let's both encourage each other, Dad."
Li Ping'an smiled and said, "Look at you, Dad, it wouldn't be right if we didn't have a drink today."
Li Dazhi glared and scolded, "Am I supposed to drink with you? Let's talk business!"
In Li Dazhi's eyes, Castcloud Hall was Wanyun Sect's 'Magic Artifact Factory'; when talking about its future planning, Li Dazhi spoke confidently and knowledgeably, leaving Li Ping'an no room to interject.
This was what you called professionalism.
Li Dazhi could only stay for one hour as he had to continue back to Wanyun Hall to prepare Castcloud Hall;
Castcloud Hall was his future foundation, so he naturally needed to keep a close watch on it.
As Li Dazhi left, he glanced at the empty iron pot and the neatly stacked pile of bones, his expression somewhat indescribable.
Ping'an's teacher, Qing Su, looked so slender but surprisingly could eat a lot.
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