After the two entered the room.
They seemed somewhat restrained, at a loss over what to do with their hands and feet.
Clearly, they had spent too long in the cramped rooms below deck and were unaccustomed to this.
At the same time, the young cultivator secretly sized up Qin Ming.
He could not help feeling uneasy. He had not expected the other man's identity to be so far from ordinary; he was likely some great figure.
Well versed in the ways of the Immortal Cultivation World, he had no difficulty guessing the identity of the man before him.
If he had not concealed his cultivation, then he must surely have been an honored guest of Mirror Snow Pavilion.
Qin Ming boiled some spirit spring water and brewed Spirit Mist Tea for them. After pouring the tea, he said, "There is no need for you two to stand on ceremony. We are merely chatting for a while. Come, please have some tea first."
The young cultivator carefully accepted the spirit tea from Qin Ming. After taking a light sip and savoring it, he said, "Fine tea!"
He then introduced himself to Qin Ming. "I am Wu Jiang, and this is my Dao companion, Mu Ruyin."
"May I ask what questions Fellow Daoist has? I dare not boast of anything else, but I am quite well informed about all manner of news in the Spirit Rest Archipelago, as well as various hidden channels."
"Also, I would like to ask—if Fellow Daoist can stay here, then your identity must not be simple either, right?"
Qin Ming was rather surprised. He had not expected the other man to be a local know-it-all; that suited him perfectly.
"You flatter me, Fellow Daoist. I am Qin Ming, merely a Spirit Planter. I am heading to