The black-robed man looked at Hua Yunfei. "Are you still planning to force the issue, Fellow Daoist?"
Hua Yunfei said, "Apologize. Don't make me repeat myself."
He lifted his teacup, withdrew his pressure, and drank tea on his own.
Though the pressure was no longer as overwhelming as before, the emperors all knew Hua Yunfei's patience was about to run out.
Xia Qiuer and he shared an extraordinarily close bond. Earlier, she had even been willing to stand against the Upper Heavens for him and weep bitterly in public. Now that the black-robed man and the Blood Robed Man showed Xia Qiuer so little respect and even spoke so rudely, how could Wu Yun stand by and turn a blind eye?
The fact that he had not acted was already the greatest display of restraint.
The venue fell silent. Though Hua Yunfei had withdrawn his pressure, the invisible aura he exuded still weighed on everyone until they could barely breathe.
The black-robed man and the Blood Robed Man, as the parties involved, felt it even more keenly.
Both were far from weak, but they were ultimately Immortal Emperors. They simply did not have the strength to contend with Hua Yunfei.
Xia Qiuer was delighted that Hua Yunfei had stood up for her, but she did not want the tea gathering to turn out like this either. Thus, she took the initiative to speak, hoping to calm the dispute.
Whether they apologized or not did not matter to her. As long as everyone made peace again, that was enough.
Yet before she could speak, Hua Yunfei flicked his finger and pulled her onto the seat opposite him. "With Senior Brother here today, you don't need to say anything."
After saying that, Hua Yunfei pushed the freshly poured hot tea toward the