"Why can't I come? How come you're now famous all over the world, do I need to send a card in advance just to meet you?"
With a teasing remark, the person familiarly entered the yard, and without any hesitation, reached out and picked up the Yun Ti grapes from the bowl beside Qi Xiu, taking a bite of seven or eight.
Looking at the old acquaintance who suddenly appeared, Qi Xiu's gaze was calm. After a moment of silence, he gestured to the maid Qingyi to leave.
"You always come to me when there's something going on.
This time you came to find me, surely it's not just to eat a few bunches of my grapes, Daoist Qingya." Pushing the bowl filled with Yun Ti grapes forward, Qi Xiu bluntly revealed the visitor's identity.
Sensing a hint of dissatisfaction in Qi Xiu's words, Daoist Qingya chuckled and wiped the moisture from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve:
"In the battle of Nanyue, True Monarch Qi is truly renowned, I'm here to offer my congratulations."
