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A battle is looming, and the pillar of the Human Race is still here drinking tea and teasing a cat?
Ah, teasing a tiger?
Li Ping'an guiltily glanced around before lifting the curtain and slipping inside, stepping into the barrier set up by the Yellow Emperor.
"Look, the man of the hour is back."
The Yellow Emperor tossed a slice of meat to the little White Tiger, picked up his tea to rinse his mouth, and rose from his rocking chair, jesting like an old friend:
"Your living quarters are too humble, a second-rank Inspector dwelling here. If the Demon Race next door were to see this, they might think our Human Race is weak."
Li Ping'an performed a Daoist salute and said, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects!"
"No need for that, come over here and have some tea."
The Yellow Emperor looked into Li Ping'an's eyes, and spoke slowly:
"I'm currently hesitating over a matter. Why don't you guess what it is? If you can guess correctly, I'll give you something nice."
