"I thought you'd never return in this lifetime," Li Shiyi started to speak, then waved his hand, "Ah, sit down first."
He gestured for the two to take a seat, but Ji Chuan and Qiu Shiyin remained unmoved.
"Sit down and let's talk," Lu Qingshan chuckled softly, taking the initiative to ease the situation.
Ji Chuan hesitated for a moment, then seemed to remember something, finally put away the grand ceremoniousness, and took a seat with his wife, albeit still with some restraint.
"The peach blossoms you planted back then are growing better and better now, and the wine brewed from them has become increasingly flavorful. I quite like it."
Li Shiyi seemed not at all curious about Ji Chuan's experiences over the past twenty years, lifting the wine jug on the table and poured a cup for each of them.
Ji Chuan smiled knowingly, as memories of Vastness Peak instantly surfaced in his mind.
He did not refuse, raising his cup and downing it in one gulp.
