"What's up, Qingcheng?" Song Yun asked quietly to the side.
"Why are you lowering your voice? Is it inconvenient? If it's inconvenient, I'll hang up."
"No, it's convenient, go ahead, what is it?"
"Our sect's business overseas got cut off. I was wondering if you have any influence there to help restore it; after all, it's quite a bit of money every year," Hua Qingcheng said lazily.
"No problem, leave it to me. Without the sect, there wouldn't be me now," Song Yun said gallantly. "Anything else?"
"That's it. I heard you're back in Sunan today, right?"
"Yeah, yeah, are you here too? Ah, it's been such a long time, I think you must miss me too, but I'm really busy right now. Sigh, oh well, nothing's more important than our friendship. I'll come find you; tell me, is it Qitian or Hanting? Or somewhere else?" Song Yun said sympathetically.
