Becoming Stronger

When he reached the second floor, Jiang Beiran quickly saw Yan Xiaobo drinking tea.

Yan Xiaobo seemed a little surprised by Jiang Beiran's sudden arrival, but he soon set down his teacup and made an inviting gesture. "Come, come, sit, sit."

Glancing at the documents piled on the table, Jiang Beiran sat down and said with a smile, "Sect Master Yan handles everything personally and works so hard. This junior truly admires you."

Yan Xiaobo shook his head helplessly after hearing that. "You think I want to? That old fellow Guliang Qian handed this matter to me, so I have to give him an account somehow. Otherwise, when he comes out of seclusion, he'll nag me to death."

Although he had sensed it before, after this incident, Jiang Beiran was even more certain that these two Mystic Saints must have a very good private relationship. They were probably old friends.

Bringing the tea set over to Jiang Beiran's side, Yan Xiaobo said, "How are things on your end? Any leads yet?"

Over the past month, Yan Xiaobo had actually sought Jiang Beiran out several times, but Jiang Beiran had given the same reply each time.

That was that he was working hard to prevent the miasma from appearing again.

And compared with that matter, everything Yan Xiaobo wanted him to handle seemed like child's play, so he could only wait.

"Mm, I already have the basic concept. I came back this time to recruit manpower."

"Oh?" The moment Yan Xiaobo heard that, he cupped his hands at once and said, "As expected of Master Jiang. No matter what it is, once it passes through your hands, however difficult it may be, you can get it done. Impressive, truly impressive."

Cupping his hands back, Jiang Beiran smiled and said, "It's all