There were only several tens of people in the spacious inner hall, but each one was a powerful expert who had great influence in various regions. Numerous dishes of expensive tonic soup wafting with rich aromas were being carried out.
At this time, Bei Feng seemed to have turned into a devil from the abyss as he attempted to tempt Wang Yuyan into making a deal with himself.
Wang Yuyan fell silent for a long while, not replying.
Bei Feng had a sly smile on his face as he leaned back in his chair. The fish had already swallowed the hook. All he needed to do now, was to wait.
All the experts were gathered in groups and sitting together. Bei Feng's group of three also occupied an entire table.
Various types of delicious and rare dishes were placed on the table. However, these ingredients did not contain a single shred of spirit energy within them. At the most, they could only be considered as nourishing tonics.