"Little finch, come back."
Ling Jinyu extended her delicate hand, and the Pearl-Starred Finch obediently flew into her palm, ceaselessly rubbing its pointed beak against it.
Somewhat embarrassed, Mu Bai filled a cup for himself as well and joined everyone in welcoming Ling Jinyu.
Xing Yun held a rather special position among them, so it naturally fell to her to raise her cup first to welcome Ling Jinyu.
"Welcome to our company, Sister. I'll drain my cup first as a token of respect..."
"Please, Sister..."
Smiling, Xing Yun gently parted her crimson lips and covered her face as she drained her wine. Without betraying any expression, Ling Jinyu emptied her cup as well.
Mu Lan Pavilion had always maintained close ties with the Mysterious Maiden Sect, and Mu Lan had long been acquainted with Ling Jinyu, so naturally the two had to share a separate toast. Zeng Yuan, Xi Bazì, and Sweet Potato Boy also came forward one by one to offer their toasts.
Xi Hong, Zhi Cun, and Qian Feng were somewhat older, but none dared put on airs. They too came forward with their cups, introducing themselves and exchanging pleasantries.
Of everyone present, only Hu Meier had yet to make a gesture. Xing Yun hurriedly rose and said to everyone, "Sister Mu Lan, would you lead the three of us sisters in a toast?"
"That was my intention all along. Your suggestion suits me perfectly, Sister Xing Yun. Come, my three younger sisters, have a drink with me."
With Mu Lan having spoken, neither Hu Meier nor Ling Jinyu could very well refuse. They raised their cups, touched them together with little warmth, and each drank in silence.
Ling Jinyu was usually composed and unflappable, exceedingly mature and steady by temperament. But after drinking with everyone in succession,