Diwu Qian's father wore a pair of vintage round-framed glasses with gold rims and a pure black Chinese tunic suit and looked particularly energetic.
He was sitting in front of a stone table several kilometers away from the peak of Luo Yin mountain.
Although the moonlight was bright, this group of people was almost invisible to ordinary people.
The four people sitting at the stone table were obviously not ordinary human beings.
"The scenery is so beautiful in the moonlight. It's a pity that there are no dishes but only wine!"
At the table, an old man with a long white beard was dressed in a Kung Fu practice suit. He smiled and said, while gazing at the peak of Luo Yin Mountain.
"That's because the dishes for the wine are not here yet!"
Diwu Qian's father smiled leisurely and said, "T
