Fellow Cultivators

The one who came was a Taoist monk clad in a Taoist robe, giving off the vibe of a Taoist immortal with chignon combed hair, duster in hand, feet in cloud shoes, as an indistinct smiling expression hung on his thin and peaceful face.

“You are?”

Hu Xinyu was the reception manager of the Manor. Upon seeing an old Taoist monk come uninvited, he immediately stood and asked. After all, if Jia Ruidao and Tang Xiu didn’t want to see this old Taoist, he was responsible for sending this old Taoist out.

The old Taoist’s eyes carefully swept over everyone before his eyes were fixated on Tang Xiu. He then spoke with a smile, “This old Taoist comes from Xibei’s Ziyang Monastery. My Taoist name is Dao Master Ziyi, and was invited by someone to be a guest in Jingmen Island. This one accidentally heard about what happened at the Everlasting Feast Hall yesterday, so this one has come here to visit Benefactor Tang.”