Xu Zimei followed the man in white further inside.
At the innermost part were rows of thatched cottages.
The cottages were built along the river, arranged neatly and in rows, and although simple, they were planned very rationally.
In front of the cottage, there was an Eight Immortals table.
The Eight Immortals table stood by the feet of an Immortal.
The man in white asked with a smile, "Would you like wine or tea?"
"Tea, as it symbolizes bitter turning to sweet. In my view, your Righteous Sun Sect is much akin to this tea," Xu Zimei said calmly.
The man in white waved his hand, casually producing a can of tea from space.
Before the tea even soaked, the fragrance mixed with bitterness spread like blossoming flowers.
"My friend, please taste. I wonder if bitterness will mask the fragrance, or fragrance will overpower the bitterness," said the man in white with a smile.
Hot water flows effortlessly.
At the river's end was a spring.
