Bai Xing raised his fingers and rapped them on the table. He looked around solemnly.
He didn't believe Fang Zhengzhi's excuse of 'admiring the scenery'.
No one would believe that Fang Zhengzhi had stumbled upon his residence and spontaneously decided to enter.
Bai Xing didn't believe it, but he didn't bother asking additional questions.
He simply hollered...
"Serve tea!"
Someone dressed as a servant entered holding a teapot and two exquisite teacups.
Bai Xing frowned.
He had called for tea not because he was a gracious host. He was in the Blood Shadow City, the capital of the Demons. He was in control here. The longer he dragged this out...
The more advantageous it was for him...
If Fang Zhengzhi wasn't in a rush, why should he be?
There was an even more important reason. He wanted to know if the demon soldiers in his residence were truly 'blind'.
