"Thank you." Song Xiaodong nodded to the kind young man.
A group of people sat down in the reception room.
The middle-aged couple consisted of a man named Zhang Guojian and a woman named Zhou Mei. The kind young man's name was Sun Hailong, the haggard woman's name was Zhang Jiajia, Sun Hailong and Zhang Jiajia were lovers, and the other girl named Fang Xiaoyu was Zhang Jiajia's close friend. Zhang Jiajia was Zhang Guojian and Zhou Mei's daughter, and they came this time to seek medical attention for Zhang Jiajia.
Li Wendao served tea to everyone, pouring the last cup for Song Xiaodong, but it only contained the remnants at the bottom.
"Master, do you know when Taoist Master Li will be available?" Zhou Mei couldn't help asking Li Wendao.
"Probably in about half an hour. Taoist Master Li's morning class is at a fixed time," Li Wendao replied.
Unexpectedly, just as Li Wendao finished speaking, another Taoist priest who looked almost identical to him walked in from the door.
