"Come, come, come..." Chang Yu said heartily, pointing at the two people behind him. "These are two fellow Daoists Chang encountered on the road. The four of us are heading to the Yaotai Gathering together—it will certainly be lively."
"I am Zhu Chengli of Xuhushan, Yangzhou. Greetings, Fellow Daoist Xiao." The man standing atop a flying boat smiled as he cupped his hands in salute.
The one standing on a flying sword seemed somewhat unwilling, but he still reluctantly cupped his hands. "I am Wu Tianxin, of Pan Mountain Cave in Yangzhou."
"Hehe, I am delighted to meet you two fellow Daoists." Xiao Hua smiled and returned the salute, without looking down on their shallow cultivation.
"Pay no mind to Old Wu's dead man's face!" Chang Yu said to Xiao Hua, unsurprised by Wu Tianxin's demeanor. "He was the same way when he first met Chang. Later, I heard Fellow Daoist Zhu say that this was simply his nature. Who knew how many fellow Daoists he had offended, yet he refused to change his ways."
"It is no wonder, though, Fellow Daoist Wu," Zhu Chengli hurriedly explained from the side. "He had not planned to attend this Yaotai Gathering. It is only because this Zhu has encountered a bottleneck in cultivation, and a small country happened to want this Zhu to stand up for them, that I dragged Fellow Daoist Wu here to Yaotai."
Xiao Hua smiled, rubbing his nose. "It seemed... this Xiao had never said I minded, had I? Everyone has their own temperament. So long as it does not hinder others, that is enough. Earlier, this Xiao saw the three of you charging after me like tigers eyeing their prey, fierce and menacing, and thought you three fellow Daoists harbored ill intentions. Now that I see how