Chu Ying waved his hand with a totally indifferent expression, which for a moment caught Guan Daocheng—who had been prepared for a confrontation—off guard.
Seeing this, Chu Ying walked straight to the main seat beside him, smoothed his robes, and sat down steadily.
He took a teacup from a maid's hands, blew on it leisurely, took a sip, and only then glanced sideways at Chu Ying, slowly asking:
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