HUMMM...
The heavy stone door rumbled open, sliding to both sides.
The beautiful woman in palace attire looked like a fairy who had stepped out of a painting, her ethereal presence enhanced by the hazy moonlight.
"Junior Brother?"
"Oh!"
Zhu Ju snapped back to his senses and gestured with his hand.
"Sect Leader, please come in."
"..." Pei Jingque pursed her lips and said,
"You should just call me Senior Sister Pei. It's more comfortable to hear."
"Yes," Zhu Ju replied.
"Senior Sister Pei, would you like tea or wine?"
"You have wine?"
"I brewed some on my way here."
He had the Drunken Daoist's recipes. During his twenty-year journey across the East Sea, he had brewed some wine to relieve his fatigue.
A liquid as clear as water and as thick as nectar slid into the jade cup, emitting a rich aroma that invigorated the spirit.
"Good wine!"
Pei Jingque took a sip, her eyes lighting up.
"I never thought you had such a skill, Junior Brother."
"Here!"
