"If you really intend to go to Jiangnan, you need to make preparations in the Divine Capital early," Han Anbo said.
Li Qingxian nodded. "Brother Han, keep a close eye on the Arts Guild. It's more important than you imagine."
"These past few days, I've noticed that the Arts Guild really is different. Those storytellers and singers might not seem to accomplish much by saying something once, but when they say it over and over, it really works," Han Anbo said solemnly.
Li Qingxian nodded. "Before I leave, I'll give you another sum of silver, enough to last you three to five years. Once I'm in Jiangnan, we can still exchange letters. If anything urgent comes up, contact me through my Communication Talisman Disc."
As he spoke, Li Qingxian handed him a thin wooden slip, a Mana Name Card.
"All right!" Han Anbo took it.
Li Qingxian said, "In a few days, I'll make you each another Life-Replacement Wooden Child, along with some spirit talismans."
Zheng Gaojue could not help saying, "Chief Li, you're going to Jiangnan, not the Netherworld. Why are you making this feel like a parting in life and death?"
Li Qingxian broke into a helpless laugh. "Maybe I just hate to leave the Divine Capital. I've lived here for so many years, after all."
"Going to Jiangnan is such a good thing. What's there to miss? If you were leaving tomorrow, I could finish packing today." Yu Ping's head was filled with Jiangnan delicacies.
Li Qingxian said, "Let's go have a bowl of mutton soup tomorrow morning. I don't think the four of us have ever had it together."
"Mutton soup?" Yu Ping's eyes widened.
"Old Zhang's specialty is mutton offal soup," Li Qingxian said with a smile.
Han Anbo looked at Li Qingxian with a