Jian Zhengyan tugged at Ding Huan's clothes, "Mr. Ding, one bowl it is then."
The waiter gave Ding Huan a cold glance, "What? Trying to scam our tea house?"
"Then, it's just one bowl," Ding Huan smiled and, without any further ado, took a seat.
Jian Zhengyan breathed a sigh of relief and sat down opposite Ding Huan.
The waiter sneered, "With just that, you dare to cause trouble here?"
It was as if Ding Huan hadn't heard him at all, instead, he turned to Jian Zhengyan and asked, "Mr. Jian, is that place across from here the Fourth Immortal Domain?"
Jian Zhengyan nodded, "Yes, but it's hard to get in. Many newcomers want to enter the Fourth Immortal Domain, yet there are only three opportunities to enter each year."
"I need to ask further," Ding Huan quickly said.
