[He tends toward the higher end of polite forms of address, just in case. After all, he may be an immortal master cultivator, but can he be at all compared to his sect siblings' in power levels? This cannon-fodder body of his? Not in the least!! So, pissing people off is not something to do lightly if you value your own life! It could even be said that sucking up is a survivor's technique!]

I only assumed. Is there another form of address you prefer? [He slides the filled tea cup across the table, and takes a sip of his own. Not bad, not bad. Whoever this restaurant's supplier is knows good tea.

But- he hadn't expected the guy to actually notice his blunder. Shang Qinghua laughs nervously.] Ah, that they do. These clothes are quite unfamiliar. [To him in this body, at least.]

Mm, you could say that. This one is the esteemed Peak Lord of An Ding Peak, Shang Qinghua, of the number one cultivation sect Cang Qiong Mountain Sect. [It sounds more impressive when you don't know what An Ding Peak specializes in...]