"…"
Lest Mistwalker considered it for a few moments before he nodded, "Alright."
He gestured to Davis and Everlight inside, and he first served them tea, treating them with respect and relegating himself to a subordinate position.
Davis didn't say anything about that, and neither did Everlight. The two of them drank tea, not caring if anything harmful was introduced into the drink. After all, they were nearly impervious to all kinds of poison with their life energy.
Besides, poison or even anything numbing wouldn't work fast enough, so Lest Mistwalker would simply be courting death if he mixed poison into the tea.
After a sip, it became clear to them nothing was filled.
Davis kept the tea down on the table and stood up. He walked to Lest Mistwalker and checked his body by touching his solar plexus and sending a wave of soul sense to check his dantian.
