Speaking of which, his gaze fell to the side, and he whispered, "Teacher Wang is here too."
Beside him, a man wearing a blue silk robe, loose and comfortable, with delicate gold stitching at the collar, giving him a rather elegant appearance. The man was tall and slender, with a lean face, well-defined features, and a touch of scholarly air between his brows.
Such a refined person, yet when you get close to him, you can immediately smell a strong scent of alcohol. He was holding a giant wine gourd in his hand.
Hearing someone greet him, he didn't respond immediately. Instead, he picked up the wine gourd, took a hearty swig, then turned to look at the person, smiling as he said, "Yes, didn't they say everyone might have a chance at immortal cultivation? So I thought I'd give it a try too."
