So-called High Level Of Cultivation

At the Clearsky Hunter Agency at Jing An…

Ding Ding Dong Dong!

The door was pushed open, it automatically bounced back to its place and disturbed a small wind chime. The wind chime produced a crisp and pleasant sound. The sound echoed within the tea house. 

"Hi, I'm here looking for…." Song Feiyao was dressed in black crop top, black silk trousers, and black conical hat. She had captured many passersby's attention along the way because of her unique attire. 

"Shh!" A handsome man with golden hair stood up. He pretended to listen to her attentively.

Song Feiyao stared at him in confusion.

"I sit here and wait for the guests expectantly every day. However, most of them always disappoint me. Today, as usual I waited for the guests with some trepidation… until you walked in," said the man. "My day brightened up. Even though you are dressed entirely in black, you appear ever so vibrant in my eyes…"