The guards then withdrew.
Li Jing, with a cold expression, stared at Tianpeng and said icily, "What brings Marshal Tianpeng to my Li Mansion? Could it be that you have come to show off? Now that you are a disciple of Lord Taishang and the Great Marshal of Heavenly Soldiers and Horses under Great Emperor Ziwei, if you want to target me Li Jing, I'll just take it. Not a word will I say, after all, you are indeed stronger than me now."
Tianpeng smiled faintly and took a seat on his own accord.
He poured himself a cup of tea and drained it in one gulp.
"Excellent tea. Such Immortal Tea is probably not even in Great Emperor Ziwei's possession. Only the Heavenly King's Mansion in the entire Immortal Realm would have it, I imagine,"
Tianpeng praised.
A trace of pride involuntarily flashed across Li Jing's face, but he quickly subdued it.
He said indifferently, "It's just a small hobby of mine. If Marshal likes it, I can give you some."
