The wind outside the pavilion suddenly whisked the gauzy curtains. Li Yunjing watched the red jade hairpin swaying by her temples and remembered how assertive she was when they first met.
"No worries."
He grasped her hand resting on the stone table, his fingertip gently stroking her palm, comforting her, "We have plenty of material sources; they simply don't have the capability to block us! Worse comes to worst, I'll arrange for several clans to supply goods at a fair price."
Now, such matters could no longer anger Li Yunjing.
To him, these issues were too trivial.
He even scorned the idea of dealing with "Ten Thousand Treasures Workshop"!
Just by issuing a command, the folks from the "Purple Cloud Faction" could leverage their connections to crush the small "Ten Thousand Treasures Workshop."
However, when it comes to business rivalry, Li Yunjing disdains such moves.
In the "Great Ming Cultivation Realm," Li Yunjing was no longer a nobody.
