Spring grass lay dim and secluded, the bright moon came late, and the babbling creek vied to urge them to drink.
Chen Ping'an had Zhao Shu Xia bring over bamboo chairs for the guests, then told him to prepare a late-night meal. It did not need to be too elaborate; he could make do as he saw fit.
Lu Chen hurriedly called out, "Shu Xia, just go busy yourself in the kitchen. This poor Daoist can fetch his own chair. As for dishes to go with the wine, I have some here."
Otherwise, Sect Master Lu feared there would be no seat left for him and he would have to squat while drinking.
Lu Chen was thoroughly familiar with the place. He went into Chen Ping'an's room, carried out a small table and two chairs, then sat down with the youth. Sect Master Lu did not forget to wipe down the tabletop with his sleeve.
Chen Ping'an asked with a smile, "Ning Ji, have you thought it through? No regrets?"
The youth's gaze was resolute. He nodded. "Mr. Chen, I have thought it through. I want to become your student. I will also remember Sect Master Lu's kindness in my heart, and repay it someday if I have the chance."
Chen Ping'an glanced at Lu Chen. He could tell with his ass that this fellow had definitely taken the youth through a River of Time scroll.
Lu Chen began gilding his own face, waving a hand as he said, "A trivial skill, nothing strenuous. Not strenuous in the slightest."
A River of Time was not something just anyone could wade through at will. Even great cultivators did not dare tour time casually. Even when entering it, ordinary Ascension Realm cultivators generally did so only out of necessity, when their mortal