"Thank you, Senior. But I like to think I have slightly better timing than he does," Li Xinyue replied, walking over and taking a seat on a nearby bamboo chair without being asked: "My grandfather is a high-ranking cultivator, but when it comes to social matters, he has the intelligence of a child."
The Third Master's brow twitched slightly, a hint of amusement in her icy eyes: "He is sloppy, that's for sure. He promised a quiet evening to exchange knowledge, which I agreed to after much consideration, yet his residence was breached by common thieves. If he cannot even secure his own courtyard, how can he protect anything else?"
"That's exactly my thoughts." Xinyue said, leaning forward: "But you know, the thieves were not after my grandfather. They were after my brother, Li Jain, who has just reopened his restaurant here in the city, the Spiritual Tavern. Have you heard of it?"
