"Even if you don't invite me, I'd still come." Biyue Piaoling chuckled and then stepped forward, feeling as familiar as if he'd been at the Immortal Sect before.
Seeing this, Wen Ping felt a bit odd inside. But knowing he wouldn't figure anything out by pondering it, he quickly sped up, welcoming Biyue Piaoling to the Tingyu Pavilion and poured a cup of his usual tea.
However, after glancing at it, Biyue Piaoling didn't disdain it. Instead, he took a sip and savored the moment with his eyes closed. "Bitter at first but sweet later; definitely a good tea."
After saying this, Biyue Piaoling placed the cup back on the table, smiling, "But if an Upper Profound Realm cultivator visits next time, don't serve them this tea. Not everyone appreciates subtlety."
It was the first time he'd encountered someone serving plain tea to an Upper Profound Realm cultivator. Other factions usually present their finest offerings eagerly to let him taste.
