Ding Huan felt that Li Deting was not of a benevolent nature; most people here were martial arts cultivators, only this guy cultivated the Dao.
From the fluctuations in his aura, Ding Huan reckoned the other's strength should be around the fourth level of gene cultivators.
From the beginning till now, Li Deting seemed to have been speaking on his behalf.
Therefore, to Li Deting's invitation, Ding Huan did not refuse.
Li Deting's residence in the market was very simple, just a living room and a bedroom, besides that, there was a separate cultivation room.
The household was also simple; it was just him and a maid.
After inviting Ding Huan over, the table had already been set with food.
Clearly, he had prepared everything beforehand.
"Thanks, Captain Ting, for your discerning eye."
Ding Huan took the initiative to raise his glass to Captain Ting and then drank it all in one go.
