Who would have thought that a prodigy like Jiang Wang could be so easygoing, like the friendly older brother next door, and even get shy...
Zishu watched Jiang Wang lower his head to drink his tea, and her thoughts ran wild for a moment.
The Sea Fishing Tower disciples chatted quietly about all sorts of odds and ends. Li Longchuan had finished giving his instructions and was heading toward Jiang Wang.
Xu Xiangan kept trying to strike up a conversation with Zhao Wuyan.
Zhao Wuyan sipped her tea in small mouthfuls, barely responding. In truth, she had no chance to get a word in. Yang Liu took over almost every conversational opening.
And vice versa.
In short, although Zhao Wuyan was the one being pursued, from beginning to end, the only ones who seemed to be "getting along famously" were Xu Xiangan and Yang Liu.
Chen Zhitao, the Sea Fishing Tower's senior disciple, entered the teahouse amid this scene of everyone talking past one another.
He was a man of average height, with thick eyebrows and a broad nose. His looks were ordinary, and his bearing was honest and unassuming.
He had clearly just come from the outer islands; the scent of sea wind still clung to him.
"Senior Brother!" The Sea Fishing Tower disciples all rose to their feet.
By now, Master Nanshuo was probably already being carried to Ice Phoenix Island. It was unclear why Chen Zhitao, the Sea Fishing Tower's senior disciple, had come by.
Yang Liu quickly stopped fawning over Zhao Wuyan and hurried over to greet him. "Senior Brother, what brings you here?"
Chen Zhitao looked rather helpless. "I was handling some business nearby. When I heard about Master Nanshuo, I hurried over to take a look."
"I even asked you specifically back then whether