Han Li and the group followed Jin Yue to a massive hall at the center of the Holy City, where they took seats as hosts and guests.
Jin Yue gave a command, and several young maids immediately entered from outside, carrying Spiritual Tea and Spirit Fruit to fill a table in front of each of them.
So far, this Great Elder Jin Yue still treated Han Li as an honored guest, showing no change in expression.
Han Li, keeping his composure, elegantly lifted a cup of Spiritual Tea, sipped it lightly, and then nodded slightly.
"How does Fellow Daoist Han find this tea? This is our Holy City's unique Fragrant Maiden Tea, of which only a few dozen pounds are produced each year. The tea must be picked at dawn, and the pickers must be beautiful virgins, or else the fragrance would diminish greatly," Jin Yue said with a smile, sipping a small mouthful of the tea herself.
"Indeed, this tea is rare and has a captivating aroma," Han Li remarked with admiration.
