Shen Wen'an pondered for a moment and then smiled faintly, "Have a seat."
"If the senior wanted to kill us, he wouldn't need to go through so much trouble."
After he and Xu Zhan sat down, Feng Jingyang handed over two cups of tea emitting rich Spiritual Power.
The two of them took the tea, sniffed lightly, and after feeling it was safe, took a small sip.
Instantly, the tea transformed into pure and rich Spiritual Power, surging through their limbs and bones!
As an indescribable sense of comfort spread throughout his body, Shen Wen'an couldn't help but doubt whether he had misjudged the black-faced old man earlier?
Perhaps he just wasn't the type to smile...
"You've had the tea, and I'm too lazy to waste words with you."
"This Dragon-slaying Valley is a forbidden land; any living being that enters can never leave alive."
Feng Jingyang glanced indifferently at the two of them and spoke nonchalantly.
