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"Cheers!"
Beneath a tree in the front courtyard, a group of men and women in long robes and flowing skirts stood and clinked cups. They shouted an enthusiastic slogan that felt oddly out of place.
While the Xinghai Sect held its grand ceremony elsewhere, they hosted a victory banquet. A large round table squeezed in more than a dozen people, laden with both meat and vegetable dishes. Beside it, jars filled with the secret brew of Nuwa's descendants were piled into a small mound. Lishang had personally made them.
Wang Sheng gazed around. Yaoyun sat on his left, while the seat to his right remained empty. Lishang sat to the right of the empty chair, and Lan Huilin sat to Yaoyun's left.
Since Lan Huilin had only been brought here today and was not yet familiar with the others, she could not help feeling somewhat reserved. Still, Wang Sheng had her sit nearby.
Seeing the faint emotion in Wang Sheng's eyes, Huai Jing quietly intoned Buddha's name. He then said, "Fei Yu, would you like to say a few words?"
Wang Sheng nodded, his expression turning solemn. "Everyone, please enjoy the food and drinks."
Fan Tuantuan looked up in surprise. "That's it?"
She had just set down her chopsticks; she hadn't even taken out her little notebook for meeting minutes...
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