The wine at the banquet happened to suit Zhou Chen's taste, so he had a couple of extra cups while casually tossing the flat peach to Bixiao.
Halfway through the banquet, Guangchengzi stood up from his seat and said haughtily to everyone, "Fellow Daoist Haotian, wouldn't it be rather dull if the flat peach banquet consisted merely of eating flat peaches? Now that so many cultivators have gathered here, why don't we engage in a discourse on the Dao? It would surely add a touch of brilliance to this grand event."
As soon as Guangchengzi spoke, Antarctic Immortal Weng, seated at the head, frowned deeply. Guangchengzi was being far too impolite! Not to mention that Haotian was the Supreme Heavenly Emperor personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor and recognized by the Heavenly Dao, even in terms of seniority, he was on the same level as his own master. How could a mere Taiyi like Guangchengzi presume to address him as a fellow Daoist?!
Chapter 63