"You even brought your own chopsticks?"
Old Ox probed cautiously. The aura of the man before him was that of the most ordinary mortal. If he truly was a cultivator, then his cultivation surely surpassed Old Ox's by heavens knew how much. Old Ox could not help recalling how, when Lord Lu had first arrived in Tianyuzhou, he had encountered a True Immortal who had come to kill him.
Old Ox muttered to himself, wondering if he was about to suffer a colossal disaster this time. After all, last time the Nine-tailed Fox had stood right at the forefront, but now this unfathomable scholar was sitting directly across from him.
"Oh, the table is laden with dishes, and the chopstick holder has been taken away. Since I happen to have my own chopsticks, there is no need to trouble the waiter. Nor is there any need to bring bowls, plates, or cooked rice. A few dishes will do."
As he spoke, Ji Yuan did not stand on ceremony. He directly picked up food from the table with his chopsticks, specifically choosing the hearty dishes. Yet there were rather more vegetarian dishes on the table, and not many truly hearty ones.
Ji Yuan's carefree manner only made Old Ox more wary. The few Masters of the Immortal Path he had met had all been rather free and easy as well.
But Old Ox could still put on an act. His stunned lapse lasted only a brief moment before he picked up his chopsticks and began stuffing down great mouthfuls of food again. He drank from a bowl, and there was an unused wine cup beside him, so he poured some wine and handed it to Ji Yuan.
"This little brother, can you drink?"
Ji Yuan reached out, accepted the wine cup,