Chapter 1100: Bull Chewing Peony

"What do you mean by stingy? What do you know!"

Taoist Priest Liao Chen was so enraged by Old Cheng's remark that his beard bristled and his eyes bulged, "That is Rock Tea from Wuyi Mountain! The tea trees producing this tea grows in stone slots on the edge of sheer cliffs and have a history of more than a thousand years. A single tea tree yields no more than two or three pounds of tea each year, and Poor Daoist has had a long-standing relationship with Brother Wudao from Wuyi Mountain. It took many requests before he finally gave Poor Daoist a mere three maces. Now it has all been offered up, and you still disdain it as inadequate?"

As soon as Taoist Priest Liao Chen began speaking, his spittle sprayed all over Old Cheng's face, showing the extent of his fury.

Old Cheng, however, remained unperturbed and waved his hand dismissively with a look of disdain.