Qianye’s peaceful cultivation didn’t last long before it was broken by an urgent knock on the door. Song Zining was the only one who would dare to knock so impolitely. Ji Tianqing might do that as well, but no one knew where she was or what she was scheming right now.

Qianye stopped cultivating and opened the door in apparent displeasure. “What do you want now? Is your life already in danger?”

“No, but fairly close. I need you to help me with something.” Song Zining went straight to the point.

“What do you need? Explain first.” Qianye warned.

“Escort a trade caravan to Seagaze and pick up some goods. You’ve done that before.”

“That’s all?”

“Yes, just that.”

Qianye frowned. “What kind of goods?”

Song Zining’s smile disappeared. “The journey there involves a batch of samples produced by Ningyuan Heavy Industries. I’m confident that my products are two levels higher in quality than the stuff they can usually get their hands on. I’m sure those companies in Seagaze will know what to do once they see the samples....