Hou Niao stood up; this cultivator from the Yu Family had singled him out intentionally, not coincidentally. If this was just about the private life of the younger generation within the family, it would be somewhat excessive for a cultivator.
Cultivators should not concern themselves with such trivial matters. They are no ordinary mortals, capable of clinging to so-called emotions for a lifetime; countless beautiful fairies abound in the Daoist academy, with the two sitting next to Zhao Xintong being no exception. Why bother in such a way?
Could this be the reason Daoist had him come here to visit his relatives?
This Daoist, after all, was no ordinary person; Hou Niao had learned that back in Liuyang.
Yu Wuxia extended her hand, "Then, may I present myself first?"
She looked around the entire venue and voiced her question, "Can you tell me, what is loaded on this cart?"
"Wine!" the Daoist students chorused in unison.