When faced with issues, everyone was very willing to help each other.
Xing Yu also asked, "If it's troublesome, just let us know. Although we're not very capable, together we're still a force to reckon with."
The Martial Arts Academy was also a social circle that could form a nexus of shared interests.
For "modestly wealthy" people like them, banding together for warmth could also exert a non-negligible strength.
"No need, it's a small matter, just a friend of mine ran into a bit of trouble—I'm going to check on him," said Qi Yuan casually.
As he spoke, he sent a message to Lingyi with his phone, instructing them to arrange a train ticket for him.
"Good to know it's a small matter," Wang Shiqiao sighed in relief, "but you should handle it quickly. Don't miss the Martial Arts Conference in three days."
"Mhm," Qi Yuan nodded, said his goodbyes to everyone, and left the Martial Arts Academy.
...
In Xinyang City, within a luxuriously decorated villa.