They took their seats and were served tea.
Yi Chen sat to the left, while another Daoist with the hair of a crane and the face of a child took his place on the right.
The two exchanged glances and recognized each other as peers.
The Wang family head, Wang Ba, and his wife sat upright in the seats of honor.
"Taoist Yi Chengzi, the grand matriarch's time is drawing near. Unbeknownst to my clumsy wife, my second brother invited you, and without his knowledge, she asked her family to invite the esteemed Daoist White Crane."
"Both are revered and skilled practitioners. How about leaving the funeral arrangements to the two venerable Daoists to handle together?"
The speaker was the Wang family head, Wang Ba. Yi Chen had initially thought upon hearing the name that he would meet a robust and heroic man, but upon meeting, he found that Wang Ba was more like a scholarly middle-aged Confucian.
