บท 450: A Perfect Home

East of Qingzhou, Lingjiang 

Cranes soared into the cloud-dappled sky, their calls echoing through the distance. A group of Nine Dragons disciples garbed in green and white robes glided across a forested training field, practicing their martial arts. 

At the peak of Nine Dragons Mountain, Li Shaoxiang stood tall, her soft armor accentuating her perfect silhouette. She brandished a spear with practiced vigor.

"Sis, last month's profits are in," announced Li Buhu, his face flushed with excitement as he approached Li Shaoxiang.

"Are they satisfactory?" she asked, pausing her spear moves and turning to face him.

"How did you know?" Li Buhu was surprised.

"I heard your laughter halfway up the mountain," Li Shaoxiang replied.