It was still the same tavern as last time. After settling in and ordering the dishes, they began drinking.
Tomorrow would mark the beginning of the Yanshan Sect's disciple selection, naturally pleasing everyone.
The tavern is bustling with business, the noise reaching the sky.
Suddenly, a figure approached, stopping beside Tangyu, with an unruly smile on his lips: "Tangyu, how about giving me a drink?"
Tangyu looked at the person. He was about the same age as himself, dressed in simple linen clothes. His appearance was fresh and pretty, especially those deep eyes that made one feel he was not simple. The smile on his face also had a touch of grandeur, giving a very good impression.
Moreover, Tangyu could sense that the person's strength was definitely not weak - the aura he emanated was enough to make one think he should be a master with that demeanor.
