Evening.

In the hotel room.

Fang Qiu sat cross-legged on the bed, released his divine sense, and quietly swept the entire room, making sure there weren't any problems before pulling out his cell phone and calling Li Ji.

"Hello?"

The phone connected and Li Ji's words came through.

"The Chinese Medicine Conference is on schedule, have you heard from the old man up there yet?"

Fang Qiu inquired.

Previously, he had never told Li Ji about anything related ...