Sentinel Mounation

"Alright, tell me, which sect or temple have you offended this time? If it's just some small issue, my old face should be enough to smooth things over."

"No, no, it's not like that. I've kept your teachings in mind—treating others kindly, avoiding enmity. This time, I'm really just here to deliver some tea..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the elder's eyes narrowed, and he began to rise from his seat, ready to leave.

"Grandmaster, please. It's mainly to bring you tea, really. And… well, I also have a few things I'd like to consult with you about. It involves some business with the Blazing Sun Division. It's not suitable to discuss here. If you could…"

The elder scrutinized Vin with a sharp gaze.

"Really?"

"True as it can be. You know me—I'd never cause unnecessary trouble."

"Very well. Come with me." With a casual wave of his hand, the elder sent the tea packet on the table into thin air and gestured for Vin to follow.