Jiang Aijian chuckled and said, "I've missed you, old senior. I've brought you some goodies." He slid the sack off his back and placed its contents on the table as he continued to say, "These are high-grade tea leaves presented to the empire as tributes before this. Many people of power and position don't even have the opportunity to taste them. They're for you, old senior."
"One who is unaccountably solicitous is hiding evil intentions," Lu Zhou said wryly.
"I would never." Jiang Aijian waved his hands. "In terms of relationship, your fifth disciple is my younger sister… I'm a relative of the Evil Sky Pavilion. I don't think it's strange for relatives to give each other gifts."
The others were speechless.
Zhao Yue sighed and softly said, "I guess nobody can surpass him in terms of shamelessness."
The others nodded as their eyes instinctively shifted to Mingshi Yin.
