"This is the place."
Lu Yang and his three companions arrived at a small tea house, where the environment was noisy, and people from all walks of life had gathered.
"Shop Assistant, a pot of high mountain jasmine tea, please."
"Coming right up."
According to Xiao Xinghai, this tea house was a secret location for issuing missions. Ordering a pot of the non-existent high mountain jasmine tea meant you weren't just a customer, but a cultivator there for a mission.
Not all the time were members of the Long Clan waiting here for cultivators to take on missions. Sometimes one would have to wait half a day before a member of the Long Clan appeared, and at the worst of times, three days might pass without seeing any.
Lu Yang and his party were in luck. After drinking two pots of tea, they received a message from a member of the Long Clan.
"Four young friends, come to the room at the end of the west side for a chat."
