My Father Is a Confucian Saint, But the System Insists I Become a Crude Martial Artist
Chapter 220

Qinghai Bay

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Southern Territory.

Shen Jun and Liu Sanjiang had traveled with the caravan for nearly two months.

Before them lay plains stretching ten thousand miles.

Joy shimmered in both their eyes.

"We're here!"

Shen Jun stood before the mountain range, staring at the peaks that rolled on without end.

His body trembled, and his heart surged with excitement.

"Yes."

Liu Sanjiang pursed his lips as he gazed excitedly at the great mountains before them.

Standing upon the plains and looking out at the mountains brought a shock that was far more than a little.

"This is Mount Bai."

Shen Jun drew a deep breath, suppressing the excitement in his heart. He looked at Liu Sanjiang and said,

"President Liu, time is of the essence. Shall we head for Qinghai Bay at once?"

Qinghai Bay.

It was the name County Duke Zeng had given Bi Xuan Valley within Mount Bai after writing the poem "Guan Shan Yue."

An irrepressible smile hung on Liu Sanjiang's face.

"Let's go."

He first turned to look at the caravans following behind them. Many of the young men within were craning their necks in anticipation.

Clearly, this time, with the Good Friend Trading Company joining forces with Shen Jun's Jin Taiping Trading Company, they would be emptying their coffers for this venture.

This was a project personally arranged for them by the Princess.

The dust of travel and hardship of the journey had all become worthwhile the moment they saw these mountains before them.

Because they knew what was waiting for them within those mountains.

"Set out! Travel through the night to Qinghai Bay!"

Liu Sanjiang did not disappoint the authority he had built over decades as president. At his command, every member of the trading companies behind him straightened with renewed spirit.

"Our benefactor has already

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