The burly body strode towards the office like a frightened chick.
On his way past Xiang Li,
he also left a look of seeking good fortune for himself.
Bang!
Moreover,
Wang Qiang thoughtfully closed the office door.
"Clean up the documents."
Xiang Li said in a deep voice while sitting by the tea table in the office.
Xiang Zeng did not dare to resist and could only silently pick up the documents on the floor.
"I've booked a flight for you tomorrow to Fuhai Province."
Xiang Li filled the kettle and placed it on the induction cooker.
Speaking casually.
Upon hearing this,
the document-picking Xiang Zeng suddenly raised his head and looked at his father in amazement.
"What's the purpose of going there?"
"President Li asked us, the members of the committee, to loosen our control over Spirit medicines and Breathing Techniques, gather local sects, supervise them while also enhancing the overall strength of martial artists in China, and strive to cultivate more strong people."
