"Come in and sit."

Li Dian trembled as he sat down and began to brew tea.

Xu Qing looked at Li Dian's hunched figure, her expression complex, filled with regret and sympathy.

She entered the room, took the hot tea Li Dian handed her, but did not drink it. Now a Foundation Establishment cultivator, she had long practiced inedia; mortal things would only add impurities to her body, hindering her cultivation.