"This name might not be familiar to you, but if you know a bit about our Daoist Plane, you should have heard of the name Jue Liunian, right?" This time, without waiting for Pei Yan to pour the wine, Liu Xuanji picked up the jug on the table and poured a drink himself as he spoke.
"Jue Liunian? Jue Liunian? Oh! You mean that Jue Liunian, the Jue Ming Lang that gods and ghosts detest?" Pei Yan pondered for a moment upon hearing the name and finally remembered that Mei Simiao had mentioned this person to him before.
"That's him!"
