Looking at this old man who came with a respectful and cautious manner, having all his aura carefully retracted for the fear of creating any misunderstanding, Wu Qi nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist, there’s no need for such politeness. Fellow Daoist is the City Lord of this place. According to common practice, I should be the one who pays you a visit."
Extending his hand and pointing at the hall used to receive guests northward of the courtyard, Wu Qi smiled and said, "Since fellow Daoist is already here, please come in and have some tea."
The manager of Garden Inn rushed out excitedly, yelling and ordering his servants to quickly bring the best spring water from the mountaintop and make some tea for the guests. The old man and two middle-aged men gave Wu Qi a respectful bow, then followed his steps and entered the hall. Their expressions were reverent and cautious, daring not to show even the slightest impoliteness.
