For this, Wang Zhifan specially took out some fine wine from his personal space as a gift. The other person took a sip and found it quite pleasing, so he simply pulled Wang Zhifan to a small tea stall on the street to chat.
"My eye did not deceive me after all! You truly are a traveler from the Dao Realm! The legendary scenes of the Daoist, Buddhist, and Confucian heavens are said to be beyond human reach, I wonder if this is true?"
The Confucian scholar before him, named Zhang Siqian, was slightly younger than Wang Zhifan, just over twenty. He was a native born in the Calamity Realm and a Confucian cultivator. He said he noticed Wang Zhifan on the street earlier because he sensed the aura of the Dao Realm, one of the three upper realms, on him.
"The rumors are indeed not false, but each to their own taste. The Dao Realm has its wonders, and the Calamity Realm also has its benefits."
