Shun Long watched Fu Li barrel toward the front of the shop, shouting orders with the urgency of a general rallying his troops. The courtyard quickly returned to a quiet calm as the fatty disappeared through the back door, his voice still echoing about "restocking the shelves before the vultures tear the place down."
Shaking his head, Shun Long smiled and turned his gaze toward the rest.
Liu Mei sat with her hands folded in her lap, her delicate frame covered by her ink-black hair. The faint smile on her lips became even more pronounced as she looked at him, her eyes curving into two crescent slits. For a moment, even the sun seemed to dim as the peerlessly beautiful young woman stood up and walked towards him.
"Long-ge! Congratulations!"
Since he stepped into the courtyard, Shun Long had stopped suppressing his cultivation, allowing Xingyi and the others to notice his breakthrough.
He was now a peak-stage Dao King, as well.
