Zhang Shigui felt a wave of imposing pressure, his face immediately turned red,
"My apologies, I have misspoke. I will punish myself with a drink."
He lifted his teacup and took a sip.
After that, Zhang Shigui didn't talk much and the convivial atmosphere at the dining table was restored,
Mostly, it was Zhao Chengyu talking about his cultivation experiences, and occasionally Song Chengcheng would interject with some unique insights,
The other four mostly listened and nodded with smiles.
It wasn't until late in the night that they reluctantly decided to part ways,
At this moment, Zhao Chengyu suggested:
"Why don't we meet here every few years from now on? We can take turns being the host, how about that?"
Of course, everyone agreed with his suggestion.
Before leaving, Song Chengcheng pulled Chen Yi aside for a last word, "Daoist Chen, I know you're studying alchemy and I would like to order a few Peiyuan pills of top quality from you. Here's 20 spirit stones as a deposit."
