"Little friend Han, I want to toast you."
Li Qingshi stood up and held up his wine cup, speaking to Han Muye.
Immediately, everyone in the hall turned to look at Han Muye again.
Mu Wan stood up in a panic, and Han Muye smiled and raised his cup.
"Young friend, you lent a helping hand to save my Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley from a great calamity.
"Today, in front of all the fellow cultivators here, I, Li Qingshi, make a promise. Han, my friend, you may make a request to our Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley."
"As long as our Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley doesn't go against righteousness and ancestral teachings, we will spare no effort to fulfill it."
A request!
These words made everyone present widen their eyes.
Although Cloud Heaven Medicine Valley had suffered a great catastrophe, its strength remained intact.