Wan Jinrong turned his head and looked at the mottled spots of orange-red left on the wall, saying with regret:
"It's already late today, and besides, one cannot meet fist-to-fist on the first visit. Let's visit again tomorrow morning."
Master Qingfeng felt his face was a bit warm. During his first visit, he only brought the breeze of his two sleeves. In retrospect, he realized he had been too arrogant then.
He coughed lightly, pretending to be regretful, and said:
"Unfortunately, I have something to do tomorrow, but I will visit again when I have the opportunity."
Next time, he would prepare a small gift.
The other party was searching for high-tier spirit plant seeds, and he would use his connections to find a few types that were cost-effective and pleasing to them.
Ji An nodded, "Serious matters are important, there's always time for tea and conversation. Come, let's continue drinking."
