When Mao Jing suddenly called me, there had to be something going on.
He wasn't like Zhang Yuchen; he only ever contacted me on his own initiative when something came up.
I immediately answered the call.
"Hello, Mao Jing. What is it?"
"Come to our Feng Shui shop. There's an invitation that needs your signature."
"An invitation?"
I froze for a moment on my end of the line.
"Mm. Just come over."
With that, Mao Jing ended the call without waiting for me to ask anything further, as if saying even one extra word was too much effort for him.
Though I had no idea what kind of invitation it was, I drove straight to their Feng Shui shop.
Our hospital was very close to their store, so I arrived in no time.
After parking, I walked right in.
The moment I reached the entrance, I saw Mao Jing, Pan Ling, and Daoist Qingshan all there.
Besides them, there were also two young Daoists dressed in blue robes.
Both carried peachwood ritual swords on their backs and wore their hair in topknots.
At a glance, they were clearly disciples who had come down from the mountains, possibly from the Quanzhen School.
However, the style of their robes was not from Mount Qingcheng.
When I reached the door, I greeted them.
"Senior Qingshan, Mao Jing, Pan Ling..."
Seeing me arrive, they all turned to look at me.
At the same time, Daoist Qingshan, who stood at the front, introduced me.
"Worthy nephews, this is Jiang Ning, Du'e, whom I mentioned just now."
After hearing that, the two young Daoists immediately formed a ritual hand seal and called out.
"Blessings from Wuliang, Heavenly Worthy!"
"Blessings from Wuliang, Heavenly Worthy!"
Seeing how friendly these two fellow Daoists were, I returned the greeting politely