"Mother, Fellow Daoist Ye Lin is a guest of our Wei Family. Don't make things difficult for him."
Wei Sinan stepped forward and supported Li Wan, pulling her away from Ye Lin.
"He looks so much like him."
Looking at Ye Lin before her, Li Wan continued to mutter to herself.
Looking at Li Wan, Ye Lin understood inwardly.
This woman missed her son far, far too much. That was why she had lost control of herself like this.
Ordinarily, a quasi-Saint expert would not behave so improperly.
"Fellow Daoist Ye Lin, this way."
Wei Sinan supported Li Wan as they walked toward a tea table in the distance.
Ye Lin slowly took a seat before the tea table.
"Have a taste. This is fine tea."
"This tea is called Tongtian Tea. My mother cultivated it herself, and it was my eldest brother's favorite tea."
Wei Sinan smiled as he poured Ye Lin a cup of hot tea.
"Thank you."
Ye Lin nodded, lifted the teacup to his lips, and gently blew on it.
The tea slid down his throat, first warm and mellow, then fragrant.
Even after he had swallowed it, that unique tea fragrance lingered endlessly.
Its fragrance remained between his lips and teeth.
"Fine tea."
"Of course. I love drinking it too."
Wei Sinan laughed heartily.
"Ye Lin, was it?"
"Whew..."
"I lost my composure just now. My name is Li Wan. It is a pleasure to meet you."
At this moment, Li Wan no longer looked like she had just lost control.
She now wore a smile, poised and gracious.
"You are too courteous, Senior."
Ye Lin cupped his fists toward her.
This woman's cultivation was no simple matter either.
In any case, she was far stronger than him.
"You are most welcome to visit our