Arrogance

Before anyone else could react in surprise, Xu Sanniang was the first to rise.

Frowning, she said, "What does this have to do with Brother Tu Shan?"

The Qi Refiner in the black Daoist robe stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting, and calmly took his seat.

He seemed open and at ease, though he looked somewhat dull-witted.

As though he did not understand at all why the veiled woman was staring at him, nor why only that person was seated while Aunt Xue, a True Person, attended at her side like a maidservant.

Madam Pei smiled sweetly, slowly withdrew her lovely gaze, and lightly waved her hand. "A guest has arrived. Serve tea."

"Yes, Madam."

Aunt Xue beside her respectfully stepped forward and poured from the jade pot into the cup.

Tu Shan Jun looked at the jade cup before him. Crystal-clear and carved from supreme-grade jade, it seemed formed by nature itself.

Even more extraordinary was the tea within. Spiritual energy gathered into a snow-white flood dragon, which raised its head in a howl before turning into rich amber liquid.

One glance made it feel as if some savage beast had fixed its gaze upon him, much less drinking an entire cup.

If a Qi Refiner dared drink it, they would likely explode and die on the spot.

The cultivator in the black Daoist robe looked toward the cup of tea. "Thank you, Madam, for the tea."

"What a pity."

"What is?"

"What a pity it is not wine."

As soon as he spoke, the Qi Refiner tipped back his head and drained the cup.

"You cannot drink that!" Xu Sanniang had no time to stop him and hurriedly prepared to recite the incantation.

Yet the expected sight of his body exploding never came. Instead, wisps of steam