Ye Chen was not the least bit flustered, even though he could feel a strong threat emanating from his opponent!
He found a place to sit down, slowly raised the teacup, sipping the extremely delicious Divine Tea. Suddenly, he glanced down into the cup, and the robust spiritual energy had even condensed into a small dragon, jade-green and resembling a pine, swirling and dancing inside the cup.
"What an exquisite taste of Divine Tea!"
"It's a pity that you, fellow, are disturbing me!"
The visitor was none other than Qiu Xuehan!
Qiu Xuehan looked coldly at Heavenly Spirit City, now deserted, then looking at Ye Chen in the teahouse, there appeared a blurred scroll in his hand, the figure on the scroll overlapping with that of Ye Chen!
Though faceless, the people around had already scattered!
Only that young man was unafraid.
He instantly identified his target.
"Boy, this elder spares your life beyond a single sword strike, and won't torture you!"
"After all!"
