The young man went on to share a great deal more information with everyone. Only at dusk, when nearly all the tea drinkers had left, did he finally have time to take a sip of tea and moisten his throat.
Seeing that no one remained nearby,
the young man waved lightly, recalling the tea-serving cultivator who had left not long before. The cultivator turned into a faint flame and vanished into his palm. He gazed far to the south. Though the northern shore lay hundreds of millions of miles from the Grand Hua Jade Heaven Sect, he could see the sect's situation clearly.
At present, anyone with a discerning eye, the Cave-Viewing Divine Ability, or a knack for divination could sense a flame blazing in the central lands of the Boundless Southern Heaven Realm, burning ever more fiercely.
"Tsk, Zhang Yuan's been so hotheaded lately. I've let things get a little out of hand."
The young man muttered to himself, seeming out of place in the tea house. Sensing a gaze fall on him, he turned and vanished without even paying, attracting no one's attention.
After the young man left,
two dusty, grimy figures whose faces were indistinct, looking much like beggars, quietly entered the tea house. They ordered a pot of tea and sat in a corner.
"Senior Xiao, aren't our clothes a little too ragged? I actually have a few changes of dresses with me," one of them said.
The other replied, "My disciple said that when traveling, you have to be cautious and keep a low profile. Since we happen to be hunted and searched for, this disguise is just right."
"Rather than worrying about that, you should worry about your eyes. If you don't get them treated, you'll probably go completely blind before long. Do you