The last class of the morning was still in session.
Keeping out of sight of his friends, Song Shuhang quietly passed Senior White a note.
[Senior White, it's almost noon. Time to eat?]
Venerable White soon replied: [I want another Immortal Treasure Banquet.] He wanted Song Shuhang to order one from Fairy Bie Xue for him and was preparing to send Song Shuhang a batch of Spirit Stones.
[No problem. Do you want it now, Senior White? I can send the Immortal Treasure Banquet over right away,] Song Shuhang wrote back.
Venerable White replied: [Oh? You've already got an Immortal Treasure Banquet ready, Shuhang? Haha, you know me so well. Give me three minutes. I'll be done farming this round of Heavenly Tribulation by then.]
Song Shuhang held the note, read it, then swiftly destroyed all evidence of it. There was no way True Lord White Crane could see it, or White Crane would lose his mind.
Three minutes later, Venerable White replied: [All right, break time. Send me the Immortal Treasure Banquet. Oh, and I'd like some water from the Living Spring for tea.]
Senior White was having a wonderful time with this round of Heavenly Tribulation. He got to enjoy farming it, eat delicious food, and drink delicious tea.
Song Shuhang felt an inexplicable pang of pity for the Heavenly Tribulation being farmed.
[Got it,] Song Shuhang replied.
He sent Venerable White the little food box Fairy Bie Xue had just delivered, along with a serving of water from the Living Spring.
[Senior White, True Lord White Crane ordered today's Immortal Treasure Banquet,] Song Shuhang added after a moment's thought.
[White Crane? He still hasn't gone back to the West?] Venerable White asked.
[He's become a classmate of mine,] Song Shuhang replied.
[Well... good luck!] Venerable White wrote