"You’ve worked hard. Everyone, you are dismissed. Go and rest. Shunxi, we’ll have to trouble you to personally make the trip for the upcoming transaction for grain," Qin Wumian flicked with one of his fingers. Instantly, threads of fine, formless inner Qi soared and landed precisely on the right shoulders of Li Shunxi and the others who were present. Inner Qi flowed like water and blended into the skin beneath their robes.
In that moment, Li Shunxi felt a shiver in his entire body. A warm, comfortable sensation flowed through him. He knew that this was the League Master inserting his own cultivation into their bodies, tempering their bodies and nursing any internal injuries they had. He cupped his fists hastily towards Qin Wumian in gratitude, then bowed respectfully and turned to leave with the others.