C529 Xie Feng Who Was in a Complicated Mood

Xie Feng deftly poured two cups of tea, his fingers barely flicking before the teacup glided smoothly across to Lu Yinjian. With a graceful lift of his hand, Lu Yinjian caught the cup, not spilling a single drop.

The tea's aroma lingered as Lu Yinjian savored a sip, then chuckled. "You and the Devil Monarch hail from the same sect, yet your temperaments couldn't be more different