Unlike during the meeting, almost every elder nodded to Ji Qinglin before leaving once it was adjourned. Only after everyone had gone did Lei Qiuyun come before Ji Qinglin, her face full of shock.
"Teacher, I never expected that you... you were actually the guardian of the Xin Dong Street Merchant Association."
Guardian of the association? Ji Qinglin wondered where this guardian had suddenly come from. But if it could keep people from digging into the source of his abilities, then whatever they called him hardly mattered.
"Whether I'm a guardian or not isn't important. At least today, I helped you give these elders a Reassurance Pill. As for the specific management from here on out, that will depend on you."
Lei Qiuyun nodded earnestly. "Thanks to your intervention, Teacher, things have temporarily stabilized internally. I'm just worried that during the upcoming Cultivation Grand Competition, Xin Dong Street may be isolated and targeted by the other merchant associations."
Ji Qinglin had considered that as well. "That's why forming alliances and playing the field in advance is essential. The Cultivation Grand Competition is, on the surface, a scramble for territory. If we don't want to be isolated, then before that happens, we must find allies we can work with or major companies capable of supporting us."
"Exactly. Once I'm done with the internal matters, I'll begin preparing immediately."
Seeing that the discussion had ended, Yu Ye, who had been standing nearby, asked:
"Qiu Yun-jie, do you have a medical kit here?"
"Hm? There's one in the president's office next door. But why do you need it?"
Yu Ye frowned and lifted her Master Ji Qinglin's right arm.
"If there is, I'll treat Master's injury first."
It turned out that when Ji Qinglin threw that final punch into the wall, the back