The Qi Refinement Cultivator who had crossed paths with Fang Chen at the entrance of the Longteng Pavilion—and had even hurled insults at him—was currently huddled in a corner of the tearoom, his eyes fixed on his nose, and his nose fixed on his heart.
His incessantly trembling hands betrayed his current state of mind.
"S-Senior... Isn't that just about enough?"
Chapter 195