The Dusking sun almost spilled some of his drink and asked me, "That must be a story worth telling, mind sharing?" he asked.
"I would, but it will take some good time, also, the match is about to start," I replied as I nudged my head toward the screen.
Looking up, the merchant, which from what I understood is an avatar, one of many clones of the Cryptic Sun, was in every instance of this trial. And now he was telling the participants that the game was starting.
"Who would you enjoy watching the most, fellow Daoist," Xiao Du said.
The words, Fellow Daoist are not simple. Especially if spoken in such a grand audience.
In the world of cultivation, hierarchy, seniority, and nobility is greatly respected. An older person, especially if they have lived longer and have a higher cultivation base would never address another person as a fellow Daoist, since it would mean equality.
