Chen Ping'an sat back down and heard Lu Chen idly chatting nonsense with Zheng Dafeng nearby.
"If Brother Dafeng had joined the Confucian school, his Daoist power would have been no weaker than that of Leaders Dong and Han."
"You ought to shout that at the gates of the Central Plains Confucian Temple if you want to show some sincerity. Would you dare?"
"The Confucian school has too many rules. Brother Dafeng, would you like to take up a high position somewhere in Azure Sky World? This poor Daoist is willing to recommend you with all his strength. Inside or outside White Jade Capital, take your pick."
"That old woman Wu Zhou is far too fierce, and a bit too old besides. I might not be able to keep her down. Chao Ge already has a Taoist Companion, and if I remember right, she has even held the wedding feast. Two Capitals Mountain and Great Tide Sect have now formed a Marriage Alliance, so it would hardly be proper to step in as the third party, lest Xu Jun suffer heartbreak and never recover. Could it be Sister Zhu Xuan's Fish Talisman Dynasty?! Or perhaps little sister Bai Ou's Qingshen Dynasty?"
As they chatted, the two sides wound up sitting on the same bench, heads bent together in whispers. Their friendship back then must have been quite remarkable.
Just as Chen Ping'an was about to rise, Lu Chen hurriedly produced a pewter tea caddy densely covered in inscriptions and bearing the mark of Linlang Tower. He replaced the tea leaves for both the Mountain Lord and Zheng Dafeng, then added hot water. "Try some cloud tea from Mount Lu. This poor Daoist had to exert the strength of nine oxen and two tigers just to steal this little bit, and