Song Changsheng glanced at the straw mat beside the low table, a thrill of excitement rising in his heart. 'To sit with a Golden Core Master... an ordinary person could brag about this for a lifetime.'
He walked calmly over the flower petals to stand before Muu Guibai, then carefully knelt and sat. By then, his emotions had surprisingly settled, and he appeared quite composed.
But his composure was shattered in the next moment by a single move from Muu Guibai.
The dignified Golden Core Master, the Great City Lord himself, had actually picked up the teapot and was personally pouring him tea!
Song Changsheng's eyelids twitched violently. He scrambled to his feet, cupped his hands, and said, "You overwhelm this junior with such an honor."
Muu Guibai watched his "panicked" display with some amusement. "It is only the two of us here. I am the host, and you are the guest. Nothing more. There's no need to be so restrained."
