Tea Room Meeting

Fifth District, an ordinary Tea House.

This Tea House stood in the Rich District, where rent was exorbitant, yet business had always been sparse. No one knew why—it simply could not draw customers.

But today, the tea room was filled with guests.

If outsiders learned that Bright Continent's demigods had gathered here, they would probably be stunned.

Everyone took their seats.

A young, somewhat bashful fellow poured tea for these Big Shots.

He curiously stole a few glances at Chen Wang.

Li Xiuyuan said, "This is Longjing from the old days. This kind of tea is hard to grow now. No one knows why, but it just won't survive. Everyone, give it a try."

There was nothing remarkable about Li Xiuyuan's aura. He looked just like an ordinary Tea House owner.

Everyone lifted their cups and sampled the tea.

Li Xiuyuan smiled. "That's more like it. There's always a way to solve any problem. How did things end up like this? We can talk it out."

Zhou Tianqing had lost an arm. Though it had been treated, it was still difficult to restore.

He stared fixedly at Chen Wang.

Chen Wang looked at Zhou Tianqing and said flatly, "Fuck your mother. What the fuck are you looking at?"

The moment those words came out, two Big Shots immediately sprayed tea from their mouths.

This young man came out swinging with gunpowder in every word.

Zhou Tianqing slammed his palm on the table and rose to his feet. "Chen Wang, and you still dare act wildly at a time like this!"

Chen Wang sneered. "Coward."

Just two words made Zhou Tianqing's face flush crimson, his eyes blazing with murderous light.

An old man laughed. "No need, no need. Old Zhou, you're getting on in years. Cool that temper of yours. Why