White clouds seemed to form a formation; the mountains ran as deep as the sea. What did guests bring? Just a few hastily poured cups of wine.
Flowers blooming, birds flying, wind and haze swept clean away—people and things alike lay within the color of snow.
Chen Ping'an came to Huang Xi and Xiuniang's side. Higher up behind him, the Sable Hat Girl and a handsome cultivator with an unfamiliar face, clad in an emerald-colored Daoist robe, slowly descended the divine path's stairs.
Hurrying up the mountain to Chen Ping'an's side, Deng Jianping was visibly nervous beyond measure. Huang Xi found it amusing. Usually, when speaking with your sister and brother-in-law, weren't you quite cheeky and witty, kid? Why had you turned mute now? Only fierce at home?
Before Chen Ping'an said anything, Deng Jianping grew even more constrained. Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Huang Xi could not very well turn his elbow outward and teased, "Sword Immortal Chen speaks our Northern Juluzhou elegant speech far too fluently. One cannot hear the slightest trace of Treasure Bottle Continent elegant speech or the old Great Li official dialect."
Chen Ping'an smiled. "When we meet, all are delighted—where, then, is one's homeland? But in the end, I was still not as sincere with others as Brother Huang. That was why, when it came time to settle the bill, I returned a peach for a plum and gave my own name."
Xiuniang hurriedly said, "Sword Immortal Chen is the one who is right. When traveling abroad, a cautious ship sails for ten thousand years. One ought to reveal only thirty percent of one's thoughts to each person, never casually laying bare one's whole heart."
Deng Jianping nodded, deeply convinced.
Huang Xi wore a face full of sorrow. Good wife, this was hardly fair. Wasn't