"Cyan Dragon, since you've come, why not join us for a cup of tea?"
Ren Ling had just sat down when Xiaofan brought out another cup, filled it with tea, and instructed Wang Ziyang to bring out a few more small chairs.
'Whoosh.'
Upon hearing Xiaofan's invitation, Cyan Dragon hesitated for a moment, but reluctantly jumped down from a big tree in the yard and walked over to Xiaofan and the others.
"You say you've lost your power, but your sensitivity is still this strong. If I didn't know about your situation, I'd find it hard to believe," Cyan Dragon said casually after sitting down.
"I'm really sorry for troubling the elder to come personally because of this kid's affairs," Xiaofan said, passing the tea over.
"Oh, I just came to check things out and join in the fun. Old Mrs. Ren was worried that the kid might not know his limits and asked me to come along for a look."
"Elder, aren't you in a good mood?" Xiaofan suddenly changed the subject.
