Old Meng reminded.
The current Lin Zifeng is far from who he used to be. The fear is that it won't be long before he fully spreads his wings and becomes untouchable.
"Come, come, come, let's sit down first and enjoy this pot of tea before discussing anything."
However, to the annoyance of the Ability Society's leader, Long Zaitian didn't seem anxious at all, a serene smile spread across his kindly face.
It seemed like Long Zaitian viewed Old Meng's words as superfluous nonsense and didn't pay any heed to them.
This enraged the Ability Society's leader, who blew his beard and glared, drinking the cup of freshly poured tea in one gulp.
"Come, come, come, have another cup, let's talk after finishing the tea."
Long Zaitian remained unhurried as he continued to pour the tea.
"I say, you...! Do you still have the mood to drink tea? Are you getting senile?"
The Ability Society's leader finally lost his temper.
