On the table were the unique delicacies and fine wines of Dragon Cliff State. The delicacies were not as exquisite as the utensils, which were delicate and small, yet did not give off a petty air. At the moment, only appetizers had been served, including rare fruits and exquisite cold dishes, with pastries personally crafted by the master from Dragon Cliff State.
The elderly man was over eighty years old and usually did not leave the mountain.
Yan Jing's teacher held a prestigious identity. While visiting his teacher, many people actively sought to befriend him, knowing that the Imperial Grandson, despite his growing age, still had a sweet tooth. Thus, he swallowed his pride, visited several times, and sought the elder's assistance, spending much effort, yet did not mention it to claim credit.
Yan Jing stroked his black beard.
