"Come on, don't just stand around, come to my place for tea!" Luo Yongyang enthusiastically called to the two of them.
Gu Wenhe didn't have the slightest hesitation, and upon seeing this, Wang Zijia followed with a smile.
During their casual conversation, they entered a cluster of halls, passing through a multitude of large halls, and finally arrived in a courtyard that was quite simply decorated, with a distinctly minimalist style.
They sat down at a stone table under an ancient pine tree, a third-grade spiritual wood, in the courtyard.
There was an immediate disciple, who was likely one of Luo Yongyang's direct disciples, who had already prepared spiritual tea. When Luo Yongyang invited Wang Zijia to sit down, he adeptly poured tea for all three of them, standing silently to the side.
