"Aiyo~ Jiang Yuling, you cheeky girl, you're getting more and more irreverent with this old man."
A voice of displeasure came from above their heads.
Instinctively, everyone looked up to see a branch slowly falling from the tea tree.
While still in mid-air, the branch emitted a green glow, which then transformed into an elderly man in green robes, who gently descended in front of them.
The elder was thin and tall, with profound eyes and a head of grizzled long hair casually tied up with a twig, exuding a free-spirited and unrestrained air.
His green robe was also quite distinctive, with a light green base embroidered with tea tree branches and lush deep green leaves spreading wantonly, even entwined with drifting wisps of spiritual fog, giving him an air of a lofty and otherworldly sage.
