On the other side, Hong Lian very quickly brought over another stool.
Daoist Yangmei sat down, looked at Ancestor Hongjun, and said, "I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly. And judging from how travel-worn you look, you must have been exhausted these past two days."
Because he knew Ancestor Hongjun had a great many affairs to handle, and he himself still had many things to do. For him to make it to this part of the Human Realm so quickly, he must have put in a great deal of effort over the past few days.
Ancestor Hongjun did not speak. He looked at each dish on the table; every one of them truly had perfect color, aroma, and taste.
He picked up his chopsticks and started helping himself, then looked at Daoist Yangmei and said, "Eat first. We'll talk after the meal."
He directly returned the words Qin Xi had said to him right back to Daoist Yangmei.
When Daoist Yangmei heard Ancestor Hongjun say that, he suddenly felt as if three black lines had appeared over his head.
He had not expected Ancestor Hongjun, who usually spoke as if every word were worth gold, to be the type who either did not speak at all or, the moment he did, infuriated you to death.
Daoist Yangmei also picked up his chopsticks and, very angrily, picked up a piece of meat beside him, just about to put it into his mouth.
But then he thought about how hard Ancestor Hongjun had worked, and very unwillingly placed that piece of meat onto Ancestor Hongjun's plate instead.
Ancestor Hongjun had not expected him to suddenly make such a move, but he merely raised his brows, then stretched out his chopsticks and put that piece of meat into his mouth. This was