Within the lampstand of the oil-lamp treasure, hazy spiritual mist coiled and drifted. Evil Buddha Wang De and Ji Feng sat facing each other.
Wisps of white vapor rose from the green jade teacups. The two lightly tapped their fingertips against the rims as they slowly sipped their Spirit Tea.
Seeing Su Fan step into the lampstand, Old Wang slightly raised his eyelids and swept him with a glance.
"Why are you here again, you brat..."
Hearing this, a smile crept into the corners of Su Fan's eyes. He glanced toward Old Dragon Li Gao, who was feigning sleep on a recliner nearby.
Old Dragon Li Gao was surrounded by a faint golden soul light as he lazily pretended to sleep on the recliner.
"I came to consult Senior Li Gao about a few matters..."
Hearing Su Fan say this, Evil Buddha Wang De gave a muffled snort through his nose. His withered fingers rubbed the rim of his teacup as he turned his face away and stopped looking at him.
After Old Dragon Li Gao arrived in the oil-lamp treasure, Evil Buddha Wang De had initially tried to get along with him.
Who could have known that Old Dragon Li Gao would be so haughty and coy? He looked down on Old Wang and Ji Feng completely, and would jab at them whenever he had nothing better to do. As a result, the two sides now had severed all contact.
He walked up to Old Dragon Li Gao's recliner and said softly, "Senior..."
Old Dragon Li Gao slowly opened his amber vertical pupils. His body, condensed from his remnant soul, stretched slightly before he sat upright on the recliner and cast a sidelong glance at Su Fan.
"I was sleeping so well. Why do you keep coming over to