"He's the host of the tea gathering, the heir of the Heavenly Enlightenment Sacred Land," Xia Qiuer introduced him to the others.
"He's the heir of the Heavenly Enlightenment Sacred Land?"
The Nether Son looked over and saw that the man was indeed extraordinary. He seemed to be standing there and yet not standing there; the place where he stood had become a place without cause or effect.
"Sorry. I hadn't planned to come here, but I really couldn't resist, so I had to trouble you with my sudden visit."
The heir of the Heavenly Enlightenment Sacred Land appeared on the deck and cupped his hands to everyone. His smile was as warm as a spring breeze, and simply looking at him made people feel better without even realizing it.
"You saw that Duan Wuyi had come, so you hurried over, didn't you?" The Nether Son called him out without mercy.
"Hahaha, I was hoping to bluff my way through, but I didn't expect Daoist Nether Son to see right through me at once. It seems my cultivation still needs work." The heir of the Chaos Holy Land scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.
"We already know what you're going to say. Let us think it over," the Nether Son said.
"I did come for that matter, but now there's something else, too. I'm here to freeload!"
The heir of the Heavenly Enlightenment Sacred Land sniffed. The aroma drifting through the air instantly whetted his appetite. Then he plopped down beside the Nether Son, completely at ease and acting like an old friend. "Fellow Daoists, please don't send me away. I've already shamelessly invited myself in. Kicking me out now would really break my heart."
After he said that, who could bring themselves to refuse?
That was what people meant