That night.
In the newly built White Dragon Hall in Yang City, lights were brightly lit.
A group of people sat around a conference table.
"President, the Blood Flood Dragon Group has surrendered completely and joined the White Dragon Association. Our power has greatly increased, and there are several Qi Realm martial artists. Plus, with you here, we have become the dominant local power."
Baldy Liu knelt on the ground and reported the situation.
Zhang Xiaoshan nodded lightly.
"You've done well in this matter. The White Dragon Association will still be under your leadership."
"R-Really?"
Baldy Liu was astonished.
His face was filled with disbelief.
"What, do you think I'm joking with you?" Zhang Xiaoshan glanced at Baldy Liu.
Baldy Liu hurriedly explained.
"No, no, no, it's just that there are quite a few cultivators in the White Dragon Association now, and some of them are Qi Transformation martial artists. Keeping me as president might cause dissent..."
"Dissent?"
