"Celestial Wind Zhenren, your esteemed presence at this humble feast truly adds glory to my humble abode."
"Come, everyone, let's have a toast to Celestial Wind Zhenren!"
Su Ran and Zhao Lie immediately raised their cups with smiles, saying, "Celestial Wind Zhenren, please."
Moments later, Xu Ping and Miao Wanqian also picked up their cups in succession.
Seeing everyone act this way, Celestial Wind Zhenren smiled faintly with satisfaction, elegantly poured himself a cup of Spirit Wine, and then slowly said, "Fellow Daoists, you are too kind."
"Since today is hosted by Daoist Miao, it would be fitting to first toast Daoist Miao."
"Quite right."
"Daoist Miao, please."
Everyone echoed the sentiment, then raised their cups and drank.
As the Spirit Wine went down their throats, the previously somewhat oppressive atmosphere of the feast finally eased a bit.
