"Who might this fellow Daoist be?"
Lin Changheng's gaze shifted from Lü Tong's round face to the bearded male cultivator.
The man did not have a kindly face, yet he was doing his best to squeeze out a smile for Lin Changheng.
"I recently moved to the Outer Lake. I know a little about brewing and live to your left, Pill Master Lin. Before moving here, I had already heard of your reputation. Since Fellow Daoist Lü happened to know you, I asked him to introduce me so I could pay you a visit."
As the bearded cultivator spoke, he stepped forward and offered a gift basket. "This is second-tier spirit wine I brewed myself. It nourishes vitality and preserves the complexion, suitable for young and old, men and women alike. A humble token of my respect."
"To my left?"
Lin Changheng paused. "Isn't that Pill Master Mo's home?"
At this, Lü Tong spoke with an odd expression. "Pill Master Mo moved away-"
"Ahem. Your name now rings throughout the Immortal City, Pill Master Lin, and with the two of you living so close together, comparisons were inevitable. In the end, everyone revered Pill Master Lin, while no one knew Pill Master Mo anymore."
"I see. But I never intended to compete with him."
Understanding dawned on Lin Changheng, and then he shook his head.
"If only everyone were as kind to others and as upright in character as you, Pill Master Lin."
Lü Tong seized the opportunity to praise him with a smile.
He came from a Foundation Establishment family and was now doing his utmost to collect the main ingredients for a Foundation Establishment Pill, intending to ask Lin Changheng to refine it.
Naturally, he would take the opportunity to offer a little praise and flattery. A few