He couldn't help wondering whether something was wrong with his nerves or his eyes.
He secretly pinched his own arm and grimaced in pain.
At the table on the left, You Xingchen and the Left and Right Heavenly Kings sat with plenty of room to spare. After all, there were only three of them; making three people feel cramped at a table for four wasn't exactly easy.
At the table on the right, the seven members of the Dao Sect's Seven Swords sat at a table for four, yet they, too, had plenty of room. Just like those at the first table, each could swivel their chair freely, with nothing hindering them from looking around.
"That's the Power of Space."
Zuo Xiaonian sent Zuo Xiaoduo a voice transmission. Seeing his bewildered expression, she cleared up his confusion.
"My wife is amazing! So knowledgeable!" Zuo Xiaoduo instinctively blew her a kiss, actually forgetting their present peril for a moment.
Zuo Xiaonian could only blush, speechless.
It seemed hoping this brat would ever behave properly in this lifetime was utterly out of the question.
What a serious occasion this was! Everyone around them was clearly someone important, yet he was still behaving so frivolously...
Zuo Xiaoduo swiftly swept his gaze over the faces around him.
Just as he had expected.
He couldn't read a thing from any of them.
Absolute old monsters!
Once everyone was seated, they each took out their own teapots and teacups. Without mixing any of them up with anyone else's, they actually began brewing their own tea.
The little tables were barely palm-sized, yet countless tea sets stood on them in perfect order, each keeping to its own waters, with the faint air of separately occupied territories. How could Zuo Xiaoduo not marvel at the sight?
"Haw-gaga~~"
While