Ran Deng, Guang Chengzi, and the rest of the disciples rose to their feet and bowed, then turned to walk outside. They thought to themselves that Master indeed favored such unassuming divine beasts. In their lightened mood, their steps quickened. Was it not just about pleasing the Master? As if nobody else could do it. Bai Jin, why don't you just roll out of our Yuqing Peak!
Speaking of Bai Jin, here he comes.
"Master!" A joyful call came from outside.
Ran Deng and the others paused in their steps and gazed up at the sky.
A cloud descended, and Bai Jin stepped down from it with a big smile, quickly approaching Yuqing Palace while carrying a brown stone bowl that was steaming hot.
Bai Jin nodded friendly at Ran Deng and the others before hurrying into Yuqing Palace.
"Disciple, paying respects to Master!"
"Rise!"
"Master, this is the stone pot chicken that your disciple has carefully cooked, especially for you. Please give it a taste."
