The nearby drinkers listened with aching teeth. Why did reaching core formation sound as easy as eating and drinking when these two talked about it?
Several people secretly studied Su Jiu. Well now-eighteen years of bone age, and already at Foundation Establishment Great Perfection. Truly remarkable. She certainly deserved to be called a young genius.
Still, sour grapes or not, it had nothing to do with them.
Su Jiu glanced around and frowned slightly, transmitting her voice to Qin Ming through divine sense. "Why did you choose this place?"
Qin Ming tapped the table and called over a waiter, ordering two pots of wine and several small dishes.
At the same time, he transmitted his voice to Su Jiu. "Choosing a quiet teahouse would only attract more attention. The people eavesdropping there would be far more formidable than those in this restaurant."
The waiter had already begun repeating their order.
Qin Ming nodded to him, then continued his voice transmission to Su Jiu. "Where did you land when you first entered the Secret Realm?"
The mention of it left Su Jiu despondent. "I landed in a dense, damp jungle crawling with venomous insects. I nearly got bitten the moment I arrived."
Qin Ming chuckled. "You really were unlucky."
But when he thought about his own circumstances, they hardly seemed any better, and his smile immediately faded somewhat.
"What about you?"
Qin Ming was just about to answer when both of them keenly sensed someone approaching.
It was the young gentleman in white from the next table. The drinking companion who had been with him had long since disappeared, leaving him alone.
Clearly, he had approached them with a purpose.
"Just now, I inadvertently played the scoundrel and overheard your conversation. Please forgive me!" Sun Fan bowed to Su Jiu and