Chu Tiansheng curled his lips unhappily and said to Su Feng: "You kid, you are really a wealthy slave."

"I know what you mean, don't worry, I will go to Shushan Jianmen to grab a good sword for you when you have the chance in the future." Su Feng said shamelessly, and immediately scared Chu Tiansheng to the point of sweat.

This kid actually wants to attack Shushan Sword Sect?

If someone doesn’t come to the door, it’s good to avenge the elders and disciples!

"Okay, just pretend I haven't said this."

Chu Tiansheng waved his hand carelessly and said to Su Feng, "There are still some things that have not been handled on the team. I have to hurry back. Anyway, be careful yourself."

As he said that, Chu Tiansheng left the Chu family.

Su Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head, continuing to do what he had at his hands.

As for what island country, what is Miyamoto's burial god, what if he cares?

......

Longdu, Longfu reception room.

As the host, the Dragon Lord began to showcase Long Xia’s traditional tea ceremony.

Miyamoto's Burial God sat obediently next to him, observing every move of the Dragon Lord patiently and seriously, looking extremely serious.

The Dragon Lord carefully cleansed his hands, then took out the tea set he had collected and said to Miyamoto's burial god: "Mr. Miyamoto, this is my most famous 'Jingci Yitao' in China, which refers to the porcelain from Jingdezhen and the purple clay teapot from Yixing."

"The porcelain of your country is really desirable!" Miyamoto's Funeral God exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

But then, he said something that made the Dragon Lord a little angry: "It's a pity that although the tea ceremony originated from Longxia, it is flourishing in our island country - the tea ceremony in your country is still a bit less artistic."

The smile on the corner of the Dragon Lord's mouth gradually became stiff, but the movements on his hands never stopped.

A hot cup, a warm pot, a malong enters the palace, washes tea, and completes it in one go.

"It turns out that Mr. Miyamoto also knew that Ryuka was the big brother of the island country and confessed to cultural imitation."

The Dragon Lord poured boiling water into the pot and said with a smile, with a tit-for-tat smell in his words!

Immediately, the Dragon Lord raised the water kettle, allowing the water to flow down, and used the power of his wrist to lift up and down to inject water, allowing the tea to roll repeatedly in the water, with an extremely elegant posture.

This kind of tea ceremony performance technique is the "Phoenix Nods Three" passed down in ancient times!

Immediately, the dragon master brushed off the tea powder with the lid of the pot and removed the tea leaves floating on it.

Miyamoto's Burial God did not follow the words of the Dragon Lord, but exclaimed: "I can see that the Dragon Lord is very open-minded."

Taking advantage of the situation of sealing the pot, Lord Dragon asked, "Mr. Miyamoto, since you and I are both smart people, I have something to say. What is your real purpose in coming to Longxia this time?"

"If I talk about it, I will be a little rude to appreciate the magnificent scenery of Longxia." Miyamoto said with a smile on his face.

A gleam appeared in the dragon's eyes and he sneered: "I hope it's this reason."

Miyamoto's Burial God smiled and said, "I'm sorry, the purpose of this trip is to challenge Longxia's strongest martial arts master, and... I hope to broadcast the whole process live and show it to people all over the world."

Hearing this, the expression on the Dragon Lord's face suddenly became extremely ugly.

If it is simply a martial arts competition, it can be understood as the exchange of experiences between the warriors of the two countries.

But if it rises to the live broadcast level, it is tantamount to public execution. If either party loses, it will be extremely embarrassing.

By that time, it would not only damage the warrior's personal reputation, but would rise to the entire national level!


Chapter completed!