"Greetings, fellow Daoists."
"I am but a wandering alchemist, and I coincidentally overheard your conversation earlier. I found it quite intriguing and wondered if I might join in?"
"Since fate has brought us together, allow me to cover the cost of this meal and drink."
Lin Jing listened as the group abruptly changed the topic, starting to discuss a widow cultivator who had lost her husband. Feeling speechless, he walked over, hoping to bring the conversation back on track.
Regarding the Beast Taming Sect's travels to Qingzhou, the Sect Leader's adopted daughter, and the matters concerning the Demon Court, Lin Jing indeed lacked understanding.
The three cultivators at the table, all at the Foundation Establishment Stage, seemed to be loose cultivators based on their attire, turned their gaze towards Lin Jing.
"Treating us?" The bearded man speaking earlier was initially surprised by Lin Jing's approach, then burst into hearty laughter.
