"Master, Uncle-Master Li, please..." Xiong Yi invited the two aboard the pavilion, then formed a hand seal. Runes shimmered across the pavilion, giving rise to clouds and rosy mists, and in moments it vanished into midair.
Sitting inside the pavilion, Xiao Hua watched clouds dance beneath his feet. He knew Xiong Yi had concealed their trail as they headed for the capital of Jiang Kingdom, and a heavy feeling settled in his heart once more. He truly did not know what Xiao Jian had done this time.
The pavilion flew above the capital of Jiang Kingdom and stopped there. Xiong Yi said with a beaming smile, "Master, do you have any spirit fruits and spirit wine left? This disciple did not have his fill yesterday. Seeing how hard your disciple has worked today, could Master reward me with some?"
"Hehe, if you want them, I have plenty!" With a wave of Xiao Hua's hand, exotic spirit fruits spread across the jade table inside the pavilion, all ones that had not appeared at last night's banquet. When Xiao Hua took out several more jugs of spirit wine, the crisp fragrance of the wine rushed to their noses, richer and mellower than last night's. Even Li Xiang, who had remained silent all along, could not help returning to his senses.
"Master truly has quite the collection!" As the junior here, Xiong Yi did not stand on ceremony. As he spoke, he grabbed a spirit fruit and boldly bit into it. Once the fruit entered his stomach, surprise flashed through his eyes, and even the way he looked at Xiao Hua changed. Almost lowering his voice, he asked, "Master, just how many years old are these spirit fruits...?"
"Just eat. Why care how many years old they are?" Xiao Hua smiled without answering.