At that moment, Gu Xiaofang showed his loyal side.
"Without you, Brother Fei, I'd probably be long dead. If there's anything I can do to help, just say the word."
Without a single thought for the consequences, Gu Xiaofang laid out all the tasks in front of Du Youqian for him to choose from—every mission the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall had recently posted that no one had claimed, as well as all those that hadn't even been processed and announced yet.
Du Youqian already had a plan.
'He wanted to pick a job with good pay, easy work, and a short commute...'
'Whoops, wrong script.'
'He needed to pick a place that would give him a legitimate reason to get far away from the Holy Blood Sect's Blessed Land. It had to be somewhere relatively safe, where he wouldn't have to worry about attacks from all sides or get into constant fights. A place where he could lie low and focus on his Cultivation for at least a year, allowing him to smoothly break through to Foundation Establishment.'
