Chen Qing returned the salute.
After the two left, he took a few steps forward and said respectfully, "Disciple Chen Qing pays his respects to Elder Pei."
"Alright, alright, no need to put on such a formal act every time you visit."
Pei Tingchun finally lifted his eyelids, his gaze sweeping over the oil-paper package and wine jug in Chen Qing's hand. His tone seemed to soften slightly. "Go on, what brings you here this time? Have you hit a bottleneck in your Cultivation of the Thousand Rain Flowing Shadow Spear? Do you need this old man's guidance?"
"I'm here to redeem the True Martial Demon-Vibrating Spear."
Chen Qing said, handing over the roasted chicken and fine wine. "Just a small token of my appreciation."
"Oh?"
