Zhi Kong

"Have tea!" Zi Shuang said smilingly, lightly switching the topic from how Xue Ge had been hit.

Firstly, that was the common practice of the line of Desolate Eternity. If it was a grudge between two people of equal cultivation level, it would be settled on their own, and elites were forbidden from interfering. Secondly, she was more biased towards Ling Han as well. This was a man that she looked very highly upon.

Thus, Xue Ge could only wear a dark expression, and vent his anger on the tea. Gulping the tea down, his tea was soon finished, and he then demanded, "Where are the servants? Where is my tea!"

Zi Shuang clapped her hands, and a human immediately walked over, asking respectfully, "Miss Zi Shuang, what is your command?"

Though the body of his companion was just lying in front of him, he acted as if he had seen nothing.

Ling Han sighed internally. These people had long since become numb.