As the flying boat descended, Zhang Yan took a few steps into the fishing vessel, only to see Zhou Chongju sitting in the hall, his face so dark it seemed like water might drip from it. Zhang Yan's heart sank slightly as he asked, "Senior Brother, what has happened?"
"You're here?" Zhou Chongju gestured toward a nearby chair, signaling him to sit. However, he himself stood up, speaking in a low voice, "A few days ago, an envoy from Dang Domain's Water Country came. In six months, it will be King Ji Jiushang's grand birthday celebration, and they wish to host an Elixir Conference. To this end, they specially sent an envoy to request several alchemists from our sect, offering to relinquish a shell field as a gesture of sincerity. Resolving this matter without conflict, of course, gained the Sect Leader's approval."
