"Master, this..."
Yibai was taken aback.
"For me, this Flat Peach is nothing more than a taste, better to give it to you."
The Dongyue Emperor looked at Yibai with admiration in his eyes.
He truly cherished his disciple.
"Thank you, Master!"
Yibai was very grateful.
"We are master and disciple, no need for such formalities."
The Dongyue Emperor waved his hand and spoke.
Yibai silently engraved his master's kindness in his heart.
The Dongyue Emperor didn't concern himself with trivial matters and started to chat leisurely with Yibai.
After they had talked for a while,
Yibai gazed at the high seat, where the figure of the Primeval Heavenly Lord was indistinct.
"Master, why is it that at the Flat Peach Banquet only the Primeval Heavenly Lord is seen, and not the Taoist Deity of the Great Purity or the Supreme Pure One?"
Yibai asked.
