Serving tea?
Previously, Yuan Bing had targeted Lin Yun like this, and now… it was the other way around.
Lin Yun only sipped his wine, and acted as if he had not seen anything. It was as if Ling Han was only a cat or dog in his eyes, and was not worth his attention at all.
Yuan Bing looked furious. Ling Han was his friend, and Zuwa An actually dared to humiliate Ling Han like this. That was equivalent to not giving him any face at all.
But what could be done?
Just like how he had been able to humiliate Lin Yun before, now that Zuwa An's status was slightly higher than his, he naturally could do as he pleased.
The City of Death's rules were that there were no rules, and elites with abilities could do as they liked!
Ling Han smiled faintly and said, "Can you afford to have me serve you tea?"
Zuwa An couldn't help but laugh loudly, "What a joke, is there anyone in this world that I can't accept tea from?"
