Shen Yue and Lin Lingsu began to speak, not with swords drawn and bows bent, but rather as if discussing Zen, which unavoidably caused Chen Dong and Huafu to exchange puzzled glances.
Lin Lingsu smiled faintly, "What Young Master Shen means is—before this, you've never encountered a person from Divine Sky Sect?"
Shen Yue replied with a smile, "If Lu Feihong counts as a person from Divine Sky Sect, then I indeed just had a meeting."
Lin Lingsu spoke softly, "Otherwise, how could I say it is somewhat a misunderstanding?" With that, he gestured with his hand.
A young Taoist brought over a tray with a teapot and cups, and without waiting for Lin Lingsu's instructions, filled half a cup for everyone, respectfully presented it to them, then bowed his head and stepped back.
Lin Lingsu picked up his teacup, looked at the three visitors, and said, "A guest from afar deserves a warm welcome. You must be thirsty from your journey, please enjoy the tea."
