The Daoist Master Practiced Cultivation 8

Heng Yuan and his companions were already somewhat socially anxious.

Seeing the General Secretary's demeanor, their nervousness grew, and their expressions grew colder.

The more aloof they acted, the less the General Secretary dared to offend them, and his attitude became increasingly amiable.

Thus, a perfectly vicious cycle emerged.

The only one who saw through all this was Chu Chining, sitting beside them, sipping tea. He chuckled softly.

This single sound caught the General Secretary's attention.

His gaze flickered slightly, realizing it was difficult to get much information from the disciples. So, he redirected his attention towards Chu Chining, "Are you feeling dizzy, sir? Do you need a doctor?"

"No need, it's just that I've never ridden a flying sword before, feeling a bit uncomfortable." Chu Chining replied.

"Did you descend the mountain with the cultivators?"