"Xia Yue Celestial Strategy invites you."
The young Daoist looked at the excited Celestial Master Zhang, shrugged his shoulders, and whispered, "The cat is named Jing."
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Upon hearing this, Celestial Master Zhang flicked the luxurious Daoist robe on him and hurriedly got up from the meditation cushion: "That is Xia Yue, the one who dared to storm Dragon Tiger Mountain! And are you sure the cat is named Jing? As in the scenery Jing!?"
The young Daoist looked at the swearing Celestial Master, feeling his faith crumbling, and only replied after a while: "...Yes."
"Jing, Jinling."
Celestial Master Zhang's expression changed once again upon hearing this, then waved his duster, closed his eyes, and began to form hand seals.
The young Daoist watched Celestial Master Zhang strangely, not daring to speak.
About ten seconds later.
