"Indeed, Junior Brother always manages to turn danger into safety, truly blessed with good fortune," Wu Futu nodded in agreement.
"What is my bit of lucky fate compared to all of you Senior Brothers? It's hardly worth mentioning," Yang Ji said with a shake of his head and a smile.
"Let's not boast about each other. Since it's rare for us to gather, why don't we bring out the treasured Spirit Fruit and fine wines we've been storing to taste?" Yan Luohe said with a light laugh.
"I've brought a special pot of tea," Song Tiange said, reaching behind him to produce a delicate teapot. As soon as he lifted the lid, a rich, fragrant aroma wafted out.
"Senior Brother, what kind of tea is this? It smells wonderful," Yan Zhan commented after taking a sniff, sensing the tea was extraordinary.
