You could say that anyone who followed the Divine Firmament Dao Sect had it good: the big brother ate meat, and his little brothers all got a share of the broth.
Some of the stronger little brothers even got a taste of the meat.
Many of the cultivators drinking tea in the teahouse came from lineages and sects stationed in the Hengyue Mountain Range.
When they had time off, they came into the city to enjoy its comforts.
Li Yunjing and Fu Chao had just finished a pot of tea and were about to leave when a burst of noise came from outside the teahouse.
"Have you heard? A Misty Rain Pavilion has opened in the city!"
"I have! They say the women there are prettier than the last, every single one!"
"Heh! Who would've thought those stiff old sticks from the Divine Firmament Dao Sect would let a Misty Rain Pavilion take root in the City of Glory?"
"It should've happened ages ago! Food and desire are human nature! The way of humanity is part of the natural order of heaven and earth. How can you suppress it by force?"
"I'm going to throw money around tonight!"
"Heh, brother, I hear the women at the Misty Rain Pavilion cost a fortune! That place is a famous pit where gold disappears!"
"I don't care! I haven't had a taste of a woman in over ten years!"
"Hahaha!"
Outside the teahouse, men's laughter mingled as they all talked about the women of the Misty Rain Pavilion.
At the name Misty Rain Pavilion, Li Yunjing's heart jolted, and his thoughts flew back to years past.
He had once shared an unforgettable connection with Liu Ruyan, a woman of peerless grace.
Her voice, face, and smile seemed as vivid as ever, yet