Before long, Ye Qingci brought out another cup of tea. Looking at the myna bird, she asked, "Fellow Flower Daoist, where should I put your tea?"
The myna bird immediately flew to a table on Fang Chen's right. "Put it here!"
Ye Qingci nodded and set the cup before him. The myna bird pushed the lid aside with his beak, then plunged his beak into the cup and drank.
When he finished, he exclaimed, "Miss Qing Ci makes such delicious tea!"
Ye Qingci smiled. "Thank you for the compliment, Fellow Flower Daoist!"
Fang Chen set down his cup and asked Ye Qingci, "Miss Qing Ci, how has your cultivation gone these past twenty years? If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me!"
Ye Qingci nodded. "There is!"
"Great!"
Hearing that Ye Qingci had a question about cultivation, Fang Chen perked up at once.
Ye Qingci said, "Young Master Fang Chen, it isn't convenient to talk here. Let's go outside. You can give me some pointers on my swordsmanship while we're at it!"
"Sure!" Fang Chen replied at once.
"Let's go!"
Then Ye Qingci turned to Ye Kong. "Brother, Young Master Fang Chen and I are going out to practice. You stay here and have tea with Fellow Flower Daoist!"
Ye Kong immediately set down his cup. "I'm going too!"
Just then, Fang Chen said to the myna bird, "Huahua, didn't you say you wanted to discuss the Kirin Sacred Body with Ye Kong?"
"Oh? Ah! Yes, yes, yes..."
At Fang Chen's words, the myna bird caught on at once and flew straight onto Ye Kong's shoulder. Ye Kong immediately felt a powerful pressure bear down on him. He glared at the myna bird, furious. He knew the bird was covering for Fang Chen.
Seeing that the myna bird