"If it weren't for our trip to the market city, Ninth Brother specifically asked me to bring a few jars for you, Daoist Ye, insisting that I treat you to a banquet. Otherwise, I wouldn't have had the chance to enjoy such a delight myself!"
Hearing Lin Shilu's words, Ye Pinghai let out a chuckle, a look of anticipation appearing on his face.
"Is that so? I must savour them properly then. It would be disrespectful to Shi Gong's kindness otherwise!"
The enthusiastic Lin Shilu entertained Ye Pinghai, while Lin Tianming sat beside Lin Shilu.
While indulging in spirit beast meat, Lin Tianming also made sure to rise and pour drinks for the two of them.
Drink rounds passed thrice, dishes varied in five courses.
Under the warm reception, with cups of spiritual wine going down one after another, Ye Pinghai was also pondering Lin Shilu's intentions.
