Bai Qingqian chatted and smiled pleasantly, exchanging idle remarks with the women around her. Such occasions felt somewhat unfamiliar to her, for she had not attended such a lively gathering in many years.
Over those years, she had lived in seclusion, devoting herself to cultivation, and had finally reached the Perceiving the Divine Realm. Her whole disposition had settled as well; before, she had followed her man's arrangements, but now her cultivator's instincts had returned, and she was gradually separating trade from her life.
The Bai Clan's commercial operations had now withdrawn entirely from the Anhe Daoist State and expanded in other directions. Along the Mirage Tower coast in particular, business was growing ever larger. Overall, it had naturally not yet recovered to its heyday, but at least it was rising steadily, on solid ground.
As Hou Niao had said, this was not the best time to expand their territory. The first signs of unrest were appearing on the continent, and careless investments could easily end like drawing water with a bamboo basket-all their efforts coming to nothing. Their only expansion into a new trade route over these years had been in Ancient Loulan in the Northwest. At the time, she had thought she was merely helping her man, but now it seemed to be yielding modest returns, with promise for the future.
After an internal purge, the entire lineage's business had returned to the right track. The younger generation had begun taking charge, brimming with vitality. Most important was this stability. As her man had said, the Bai family's roots lay in Anhe, and its resurgence would also come in Anhe. They only needed to wait for the right opportunity.
She knew her man's capabilities, so she followed his advice in everything, an attitude that had also influenced the