"Divine House Mountain? Where is that?" The Ritual Officer frowned, pulling a gift list from his sleeve and flicking it over.
Zhao Yang took it in hand, glanced at it, and saw it was filled with numerous spiritual medicines and rare treasures, some familiar to him, some unheard of. He couldn't help but wonder, "What does this mean?"
The Ritual Officer chuckled and signaled to a long-term follower beside him, "You explain it to him."
The long-term follower replied boldly, "Listen up, a month from now, the Sect Leader will hold a grand banquet for guests. If your teacher asks for anything, just read from this gift list."
Zhao Yang was perplexed, saying, "But these aren't things we seek."
