In a private room at Myriad Voices Tavern in Gray Plains Town, Liu Cheng's laughter rang out without end.
"Ha ha, first, I must toast the honored envoys from Luohuang Mountain! Thank you all for protecting my third brother during this time and allowing his cultivation to surge forward so dramatically in such a short span. Cultivators value fate above all else. To make your acquaintance is the greatest Immortal Fate for Liu Cheng—and for the Liu Family as well. A toast to you all!"
"Zhang Miao, I too would like to toast you. The affairs between our two families are deeply entangled, and there has been no shortage of vexing matters between us. Yet you were still willing to stay by Sanlang's side. Such devotion is beyond precious. Sanlang is shy by nature and may never have said it, but as his elder brother, I must thank you on his behalf! If he ever dares betray you in the future, come find me. I'll teach him a lesson myself!"
"Young Hero Wu, there's even less need to mention you. Let me drain three cups first, as a sign of respect!"
"Ha ha ha ha, let me tell you all—don't be fooled by Sanlang's present appearance as a refined young gentleman. When he was little, he was truly mischievous beyond measure! He had mastered physiognomy from a young age, and whenever he met someone, he wanted to read their face..."
At the table, Liu Cheng danced with long sleeves, effortlessly controlling the rhythm. No matter how preoccupied someone might have been, after receiving one of his smiling toasts, they would often find a smile unconsciously curling onto their own lips, their emotions resonating with his.
As the Eldest Young Master of the Liu Family, Liu Cheng's social-butterfly prowess