"I'm very sorry."
When those words reached Xi Qing's ears, deep despair showed in her eyes.
"Ms. Fang isn't here in Yunhe Valley. She's at our Survivor Alliance's headquarters," Ren Junfei, the person in charge of Yunhe Valley, continued. "When I learned you were looking for her, I sent someone to the Alliance headquarters to let her know you'd arrived."
"That's good. That's good." Xi Qing wept with joy, covering her face with both hands as tears slipped between her fingers.
Lin Chenxing smiled helplessly and patted Xi Qing on the back. "All right, all right. This is something to be happy about, so don't cry. Look, you're making everyone too embarrassed to keep talking."
Xi Qing shot Lin Chenxing a look, wiped away her tears, and smiled at Ren Junfei. Her smile was brighter than ever. "Sorry to have made you laugh. You can discuss the remaining matters with the other members of our group. I'll step out and calm down a little." With that, she got up and left the meeting room.
Seeing how happy Xi Qing was made Lin Chenxing feel relieved, but he still had to stay for the rest of the negotiations.
The meeting moved quickly. During it, Ren Junfei told Lin Chenxing's group that whether to merge with Xingyan Base wasn't up to them; the Alliance would have to decide.
The Alliance had a simple name: the Survivor Alliance, which Ren Junfei had mentioned earlier.
The Alliance consisted of more than a dozen small settlements, each with fewer than a hundred thousand people. Only one of them had a Primary War God, but the settlements had built this alliance around that person to support one another in offense and defense. The Alliance Council served as its decision-making center, and Xi Qing's mother, Fang Hexian,