It wasn't proper for the three of them to stand outside, so Chen Jiuge sensibly invited them into his Eden Garden.
Watching her junior brother diligently pour Spiritual Tea for her, Wen Ruo chuckled and said, "Junior Brother, there's no need to be formal. Even though I've become an immortal, I'm still your senior sister. You've reached Mahayana now yourself, and becoming an immortal won't be far off for you."
Chen Jiuge just smiled, thinking to himself, Is it because of that? I'm wondering if there was ever a time I was disrespectful to you. Your 'little fists'… my Green Vine Immortal Body might not be able to withstand them.
Guman seemed to understand Chen Jiuge's thoughts. Remembering the figure that had appeared first among the final nine strikes of the Heavenly Tribulation, a knowing glint appeared in his eyes. He never would have expected this.
The three sat together, each lost in their own thoughts as they sipped tea, the atmosphere turning somewhat awkward for a moment.
