The feast was quiet for just a moment before bursts of uncontrollable low laughter echoed.
The one who laughed the loudest was the Daoist Immortal's son named Huo Yan.
His gaze was mocking, unable to hide the disdain it carried.
"I say, Young Master Ji, isn't this a bit much? We are all here sincerely seeking marriage.
Being empty-handed and wanting to feast on the dishes of Shifang City is somewhat too excessive."
Seated beside him, the Daoist Immortal from Jingtian Academy in the Upper Pure Realm, Yi Zhongxian, took down the Immortal Jade flute from his waist, laughing with feigned sympathy and pity:
"If Young Master Ji is really at the end of his tether, without a single possession, I have an Immortal Flute 'Dust Remover' here.
It could be lent to you for your use, after all, Miss Fang San never lacks rare treasures. How about performing a piece to express your intention publicly?"
Yi Zhongxian twirled that Immortal Flute leisurely between his fingers.
