Wang Yue saw that Yu Qiushuang had already made up her own mind. Otherwise, she wouldn't have rejected his suggestion. He decided to ask her outright. "What did you have in mind? Go ahead and tell me. You've provided me with so many medicinal ingredients. If there's anything I can do to help, I will."
After hearing Wang Yue's words, Yu Qiushuang stopped beating around the bush and spoke plainly. "Since the Melancholy Young Master claims to be Li Xiangyi's disciple, and you're skilled in Si Gu Jian, why don't we establish a Si Gu Alliance? We could select some of the elite disciples from Yucheng, the Spiritual Mountain Sect, and the Heavenly Secrets Hall to serve as its core. That would give us enough strength to recruit martial artists and build up the alliance. What do you think?"
Wang Yue hadn't expected this woman to be so ambitious. He hesitated briefly, then decided it wouldn't hurt to win her over and earn her gratitude.
He took a sheet of white paper from the table and handed it to Yu Qiushuang. Then he said seriously, "I have no objection to your idea. Talk to Fang Duobing. If he's willing to persuade the Heavenly Secrets Hall, you can get started. I have a prescription for removing scars. Take it and give it a try. It's especially effective on old injuries caused by poisonous insects."
The reason he was doing this was that, after his time in the world of Ever Night, he'd come to take cause and effect very seriously. Since he was Wang Qingshan's disciple, he ought to avenge his master.
But expecting him to take on the enormous Golden Mandarin Duck Alliance alone was obviously unrealistic—unless he was willing to earn a reputation as a murderous fiend.
Still, Wang