"Alright, we're all on the same side now. No need to be so formal."

Lin Changsheng pointed to the stone table in the courtyard, which was made of thousand-year-old Frost Jade.

"Sit."

Feeling both flattered and overwhelmed, the four of them perched on the stone stools, daring only to sit on the very edge with their backs ramrod straight. In their hearts, Lin Changsheng was no longer the fellow Senior Brother they could freely joke with, but a supreme existence they had to look up to and revere with all their being.