"I've arrived late, so I should naturally fine myself three cups of wine later."
Yu Ci strode over, first paying his respects to He Qing and Gan Shizhen, then greeting Senior Brother Bao De, and finally offering a comprehensive bow to all four directions to complete his introductions.
The cultivators of the various sects in Juebi City all rose to greet him, starting with Shi Song, and the visiting cultivators seated at the tables who knew Yu Ci's identity also stood to pay their respects. With such a crowd rising, those who didn't understand the situation also stood up one after another, and the banquet suddenly became much more noisy, kicking off a grand scene.
"Oh..." Gan Shizhen hadn't expected Yu Ci to be so popular, and for a moment she was quite surprised.
He Qing's expression remained unchanged as she gently stroked Shan Gu's head, letting the big fellow go out of the hall first, and only then said softly, "Your junior nephew's cultivation isn't much, but his methods of borrowing power and exerting leverage are truly remarkable. He has a bit of the ability to borrow a tiger's might to intimidate foxes—look, six or seven out of ten people present have been bluffed by him."
Hearing her maternal aunt speak thus, Gan Shizhen lowered her gaze and smiled softly. Yet inwardly she was quite unconvinced; could a young man who dared to face ghost beasts and over a hundred demons with Tongshen cultivation be dismissed as merely "borrowing a tiger's might"?
Yu Ci exchanged greetings all around before finally casting his gaze toward Bi Chao in the chief seat. That petite yet poised and magnanimous female cultivator was holding a flagon and pouring wine. Amidst the gurgling sound, she smiled lightly, "Although Immortal Yu has arrived late, he