The white tea mist swirled gently, filling the entire second-floor shop.
Ye Jingcheng poured a cup of spirit tea for the elderly figure, offering it with respect before watching him depart.
Ye Xingliu glanced at Ye Jingcheng with some surprise, then smiled lightly.
"Lately, the spirit medicine has been selling well. It seems your alchemy skills are improving."
"You flatter me, Third Uncle." Ye Jingcheng shook his head with a smile, not picking up the discussion.
He wasn't sure if Ye Xingliu had recognized him, but he had indeed recognized that the elder in the Spirit-Blocking Robe was his Ninth Ancestor, Ye Xuefu.
That's why he especially offered a cup of tea upon his departure.
He wasn't sure if Ye Xuefu had come just to deliver some items or to also check on his alchemy progress.
Unfortunately, because of the importance of treasures like the Gold Condensing Fruit today, he couldn't display them to Ye Xuefu.
