Chapter 22: Hongyu
The young girl sat upright in the ancient pavilion, her delicate facial features and red attire painted a picturesque scene, and her wide sleeves could hardly conceal her graceful figure.
"It hasn't been long since we last met, and Sister Hongyu's beauty seems even more transcendent, ethereal like a celestial."
Li Quanshu was straightforward in her compliments, which sounded rather pleasant.
Li Quanqing also called out "Sister Hongyu," being quite young, embodying the freshness of youth.
Xie Hongyu stood up to welcome them and invited the two into the pavilion with a few polite words.
"Please have a seat, fellow Daoists."
She raised the teacup in front of her; the liquid was fiery red and bright, light in color, seeming nothing special at first glance.
Li Quanqing didn't think too much and took a big gulp.
As the liquid went down his throat, it felt like a line of fire drilling into his stomach, fiery and scorching, making him cough repeatedly.
"This isn't tea!"
He had not touched strong liquor for a long time and didn't much care for it even before his journey, his face turning red from the spiciness.