"Ninth, you're too polite," Zhou Dao pressed down on the chest, his manners surfacing.
"There's no need for such formalities between you and me," the Ninth Prince said with a smile.
His voice traveled the world, often acquiring some precious and rare items.
This stick of "All Wishes Fulfilled Incense" had been prepared by him in advance, originally intended as a gift for Zhou Dao when he helped Thirteenth hold his Rite of Enlightenment.
Now, it seemed to be given ahead of time.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony," Zhou Dao said, grinning.
Lately, he had been exploring the various doctrines, and he was quite curious about the Temple's incense practices.
"All Wishes Fulfilled Incense... This is a Spirit Incense left by the Longevity Sect, common and not really anything special."
Just then, a clear, pleasing voice came from downstairs, tinged with a hint of haughtiness.
Zhou Dao looked up and saw a charming silhouette walking up, slowly entering his view.