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They, one not concerning himself with the formality of being a host, the other not caring for the rites of being a guest, naturally had a harmonious atmosphere.
Soon, the table was filled with dishes made by Ningning Mu, and Li Ping'an brought out a jug of spirit wine he had crafted himself.
Today, having been admitted to the outer sect, called for celebration.
Li Ping'an suddenly asked, "Hmm? Why are you kneeling to sit today? And why so reserved?"
"About that," Ningning Mu glanced down shyly to the side, "A senior sister said that women appear gentler when they kneel to sit; it's not a part of etiquette but just a sitting position... I thought it made sense..."
"There's such reasoning?"
Li Ping'an chuckled helplessly and didn't bother her further.
He asked, "Have you seen the ascension phenomenon at Caiyun Peak during these past two weeks, junior sister?"
"Ascension phenomenon? I haven't seen anything like that."
