"Since we've asked Master Jiang himself to make the trip here, of course, we wouldn't let the village chief return so soon; wouldn't that be terribly impolite? Please, come down and join us for a gathering,"
Clear and resonant laughter drifted up from below.
The man who spoke had a face as flawless as white jade, slightly droopy brows and eyes, a nose sharp like an eagle's hook, thick and voluptuous lips, with a mole on each corner of his mouth and a fleshy bulge between his eyebrows, exuding an aura of unprovoked authority.
"You? I'm quite curious to see what kind of monsters and demons you all are."
Jiang Dali gave faint smile and spurred his eagle to swoop down, leaping off at a height of more than twenty feet.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
His long cloak stretched out behind him like wings.
Jiang Dali's stocky body thudded onto the ground, kicking up the earth in all directions and shattering the ambiance of the zither sound.
Inside the pavilion amongst the bamboo.
