Invitation

On the second floor of the tea restaurant, Qin Yun was listening to the tunes while drinking tea and having some pastry.

"Oh?"

Qin Yun sensed something as he turned his head. He saw a blurry figure instantly appear on the second floor of the tea restaurant. He was tall and wore wide and loose golden robes. He leisurely walked through the tea restaurant, but despite the numerous customers, none of them seemed to see him.

"Sword Immortal Qin." The golden-robed man stood by the table and looked at Qin Yun with a smile. "Might I request a drink from you?"

"Of course, as long as you do not mind such mortal liquids." Qin Yun looked at him and began pouring some wine for him.

He instantly recognized him.

He was the ancient god, Rushou.