Time passed slowly in an atmosphere of warmth and harmony.
Before long, the hour of the rooster had arrived.
The sky was growing dark, and dusk was drawing near.
"Senior Rong Luan, it is getting late. We should take our leave." Jade Bone suddenly rose and bowed to Rong Luan.
"We are all accomplished cultivators. Why concern ourselves with the hour? I have greatly enjoyed speaking with you three young friends today. Why not continue our conversation by candlelight?" Rong Luan said with an unconcerned expression.
Jade Bone glanced at the six men who had already withdrawn behind Rong Luan, and a suggestive look flickered across her face.
"If we stay any longer, I fear we might disturb your..."
"They are merely a few playthings. Pay them no mind." Rong Luan waved her hand, and the three cups of spirit wine on the low table before her suddenly flew up, floating toward Song Wen and his two companions. "Come, let us drink freely as we talk."
"You have taken the trouble to clear up our doubts today, Senior. We certainly owe you a toast." Jade Bone stood, held her cup in both hands, and bowed as she drank it down.
Then she looked at Mo You and continued.
"Husband, shouldn't you offer Senior Rong Luan a toast as well?"
"Indeed I should." Mo You immediately rose as well, raising his cup in tribute. "Senior Rong Luan, I am deeply grateful for your guidance today."
But just as he was about to drain his cup, Rong Luan suddenly spoke.
"I would like to taste the wine you offer, young friend Mo You. But you are standing several yards away even to offer a toast. Is that reverence, or are you keeping your distance from this old woman?"
Mo You abruptly froze,