"Hey, bro, interested in taking a look around Phoenix Hall?"
Oetsu Nimaiya showed great interest in Storm Howl. "My Phoenix Hall is the coolest building in the entire Soul King Palace!"
"You definitely won't be disappointed!"
Su Feng nodded, showing some interest.
"Phoenix Hall, where Zanpakuto are forged... it really is fascinating."
"Ha, hahaha!" Oetsu Nimaiya slapped Su Feng's shoulder hard, his strength no less than Ichibei Hyōsube's earlier. "A correct decision, bro!"
"Now, now, stop chatting, you two."
Kirio Hikifune said unhappily, "If the food gets cold, the taste will suffer greatly!"
Ichibei Hyōsube walked over to the two of them and heavily planted his massive fan-like hands on their shoulders. In a hearty tone, he said:
"Ha, let the feast begin, our long-awaited guest!"
Under his lead, Su Feng was seated beside Oetsu Nimaiya. Across from him sat Senjumaru Shutara, whose every gesture exuded elegance.
Farther away was Tenjiro Kirinji, looking as arrogant as ever. Even now, he still held a small grudge against Su Feng.
In his view, Su Feng was an opponent worthy of a fight.
After all, there were few who could keep up with his speed and reactions.
Back when he looked across the entire Gotei 13, even Shihoin Sennichi, the one most skilled in Shunpo, was far inferior to him.
Even after ascending to the Royal Guard, Tenjiro Kirinji still ranked among the best in the field of speed.
Other than the Great Monk, he feared no one!
Though he wanted to pick another fight, the Great Monk was here keeping him in check, so he could not cause any more trouble.
Otherwise, that massive slap would land right on his face.
Su Feng paid no attention to Tenjiro Kirinji's inexplicable hostility and instead focused on the food before him.
It had color,