In a sitting room on the opposite side of the main hall from the one Fang Lin occupied, Su Yao, Su Xiang, and Wu Ling had barely sat down to enjoy artfully prepared tea before the doors opened again to admit two graceful young women in matching gray and white robes marked with the pattern of a crane in flight.
"Tang Qianqian, Chu Dieyi," Su Yao greeted the two newcomers eagerly. "I'm so glad you could both join us. Cousin Su Xiang, Aesthete Wu Ling," she continued providing introductions. "These two are my good friends from Primary School. They've been at the Silver Wing Pavilion since awakening last year."
"Su Xiang," Chu Dieyi, the taller and more forward of the two said, bowing slightly. "Your cousin has been bragging about you to us since we were in school together. I'm glad to finally have a chance to meet you."
