At the very moment the stunning campus beauty Qin Yurou eagerly anticipated Shen Qiang, outside the airport in Shanghai, in the parking lot, an off-road military vehicle with a military plate and an imposing aura sat. A man about thirty-five or thirty-six years old, a colonel, was in the passenger seat, turning his head to speak to a man in the back seat who was dressed in military uniform but bore no rank.
"Are you sure you don't need a private plane? In fact, this Elixir Pills conference hasn't changed much compared to three years ago, except for the newcomer Shen Qiang. Right now, the alchemist landscape in the Cultivation World is solid as a rock."
