"I just arrived at Beijiang. If things are going well, it should be time."
Fang Qiu responded and then added, "I'm on my way to the cultivation base. I'll call you when I get to the base."
"Okay, I'll wait for your good news."
Yang Ningyuan laughed with satisfaction.
He hung up.
Fang Qiu took a taxi and rushed to the cultivation base.
When he arrived at the base, he found that the staff of the cultivation base was harvesting the Desert Cistanche under the guidance of Zhao Shanlin.
"Are they mature?"
Fang Qiu felt overjoyed when he entered the base.
The cultivation base was located in a remote place, so there were very few cars or pedestrians. Therefore, as soon as the taxi arrived, it attracted Zhao Shanlin's attention.
Catching sight of Fang Qiu, Zhao Shanlin immediately came up
