Once Hu Bugui and Zhao Ziyue had left, Xu Changqing took out Li Sancai's Communication Talisman.
The moment he injected a wisp of Wood Spiritual Power into it, the other side answered swiftly.
"Junior Brother Xu?"
"Senior Brother, how did you know it was me?"
"Other than you, no one would take the initiative to contact me!"
"Senior Brother, it's time for that thing at Foundry Peak again."
"Making a fortune?"
"Making a fortune!"
"Come!"
The communication ended, and Xu Changqing put away the Communication Talisman.
He then went outside to find Fortress and instructed it to watch over the Spirit Fields.
Next, he summoned Big-Leaf Grass and soared into the air, speeding away into the distance.
By the time he reached Li Sancai's Spirit Fields, Li Sancai was already seated in the pavilion waiting for him, with even the fence gate opened in advance.
In truth, Xu Changqing did not need to enter through the gate. Even if he flew straight to Li Sancai on Big-Leaf Grass, there would have been no problem.
After all, the two were too familiar with each other, and their relationship was too good.
But Xu Changqing would not do that. It was impolite.
Only by respecting others could one earn their respect.
No matter how many times he came, Xu Changqing would guide Big-Leaf Grass down outside the fence gate, wipe the mud from his shoes, and only then walk in step by step.
Li Sancai filled the empty teacup across from him with hot tea, then asked, "Junior Brother, why couldn't anyone reach you on the night of the Spirit Fields gathering?"
Xu Changqing froze for a moment before answering, "I had to tend to the Moonlight Grass at night. I was probably asleep then and didn't notice."
Li Sancai nodded and