“What a rare guest. Who would have thought that sister Hua Biluo would come to see me here?”

There were two people in a tent. In front of Long Chen was a slender woman in a purple dress.

This woman was precisely the second monastery’s number one expert, Hua Biluo. Long Chen was surprised to see her now. Meng Qi and the others had intentionally vacated the tent, leaving just the two of them.

Hua Biluo smiled. “To rudely turn up unsolicited, please forgive me, brother Long.”

“Please, sit.” Long Chen waved his hand. There were two seats and a table in the tent that Guo Ran had prepared. “Sister Biluo, I’m quite the boorish man, so please don’t blame me for not knowing etiquette.”

Hua Biluo gently brushed forward her dress and sat down. Her movements were very graceful and relaxed.

There was a certain kind of air around Hua Biluo that made her seem very poised and graceful, one that would instinctively make a person feel relaxed. Long Chen disliked it.

That was a kind of noble mannerism. It could be considered an accomplishment in the secular world. But in the cultivation world, this kind of artificial mannerism...