"Uh." The old man looked slightly taken aback. "Erguotou? That name... is quite distinctive."
He lifted his cup, took a small sip, and nodded slightly. "A little fiery going down. Ordinary people would consider it strong liquor."
"Cheap stuff, but it's liquor from my hometown. To me, it's priceless. I wouldn't readily let just anyone drink it," Yun He said.
"At our level, the universe's so-called fine, expensive liquors are nothing special. Liquor from home, on the other hand, goes down better and leaves a lingering taste." The old man smiled.
"Haha, you're absolutely right, senior. That's exactly what I meant. Nothing tastes better than liquor from home." Yun He laughed.
"This liquor comes from Earth. Earth..." The old man looked at Yun He. "Come to think of it, you and I share quite a connection."
At those words, Yun He gently set down his cup, stood, and straightened his robe. Then he swept his long sleeves back, cupped his hands, and respectfully bowed to Sitting Mountain Guest. "Yun He, a junior of Earth, pays his respects to you, senior!"
The kindly old man, Sitting Mountain Guest, stroked his long beard with one hand and watched Yun He with a smile, his eyes full of affection. He nodded repeatedly, raising his other hand slightly. His gentle voice held a trace of delight. "Good child, there's no need for such formality."
Only after Yun He sat down again did Sitting Mountain Guest say with some emotion, "Back then, I paid an enormous price to create Earth as a cradle, to guide the birth of a race exceptional in soul will."
Yun He nodded and listened.
Truthfully, his feelings were rather complicated at that moment.
He had never imagined their first meeting would happen this way.
He did not know how Sitting