"These few ah,"
the True Disciple of Yuan Sect glanced over at Chen Qiu and his companions and chuckled, "are Loose Cultivators and Heavenly Prides I met on the road. They're preparing to join me on a trip to the Su Family to attend the Heavenly Pride gathering in Quzhou that's happening in a few days, and to see the inheritance of the Su Family."
"Oh,"
the woman nodded and stopped talking. She went on board the Flying Boat and stood on the deck, while the bald, monk-robed attendant behind her looked at Chen Qiu and his group. He brought his hands together, bowed slightly, and said "Amitabha" before following the woman onto the deck.
"Forgot to ask your name," the True Disciple of Yuan Sect turned around, smiling at Chen Qiu, "I'm Qi Mei. How should I address you, fellow Daoist?"
"Ren Zhi."
"Ren Zhi?" Qi Mei, the True Disciple of Yuan Sect, cocked his head, staring at Chen Qiu as if pondering, then nodded, "Good name."
