Xie Shouping looked at his disciple's invitation with a somewhat peculiar expression. He had already sheared a bunch of those Foundation Establishment cultivators during the initial banquet; was this a plan to shear them once more?
It was written as a thank-you banquet, but would those attending Foundation Establishment cultivators come empty-handed?
"Master, your disciple has already reached the Mid Stage of Foundation Establishment and is about to go to Sun Moon Mountain. Isn't this just a gathering with fellow senior brothers before leaving?"
Seeing the strange expression on his master's face, Chu Ning had no sense of shame as he spoke with a righteous tone.
What was the big deal? Back when he was a constable, he used to hold a banquet for a hundred days of service, even an anniversary banquet for a year of service.
It was only for fear of being too greedy that he didn't hold a Foundation Establishment thank-you banquet every year.
