A day passed quickly.
Early the next morning, Li Changbin came to see Han Longfei.
"Fellow Daoist Han, I heard of your arrival, and many fellow Daoists wish to make your acquaintance. I've arranged a gathering. Shall we go together?"
Li Changbin said politely.
"You're too courteous, Fellow Daoist Li. Let's go together!"
Han Longfei agreed with a smile.
They arrived at a manor sprawling across a thousand mu, with blue brick walls and glazed tiles, pavilions and towers, gardens filled with strange rocks, covered corridors, and arched bridges.
On a vast lake stood a blue hexagonal stone pavilion built over the water. More than twenty Golden Core cultivators had gathered inside, drinking tea and chatting.
"Fellow Daoists, this is Fellow Daoist Han."
Li Changbin introduced Han Longfei with a gesture.
"I am Lin Youji of Golden Butterfly Valley. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Han."
"I am Qian Yuyun of Yellow Ape Island. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Han."
"I have long heard of Fellow Daoist Han's great name. At last, I have seen you in person. I am Liu Hongyuan of Golden Light Mountain. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Han."
The cultivators introduced their backgrounds and names one after another. Most of them were on good terms with the Li Clan. Even if they were not old family friends, they bore no grudges against one another and had fairly good relations; otherwise, they would not have appeared here.
Han Longfei gave his name and took a seat.
The cultivators drank tea and chatted, discussing heaven and earth, their topics encompassing everything under the sun.
"Fellow Daoist Han, I hear the Han Clan's pills are quite renowned. Could you let us broaden our horizons?"
A fair-faced middle-aged man asked politely.
Lin Youji of Golden Butterfly Valley, late Golden Core stage.
Han Longfei chuckled and took