C195 Immortal Tea!

"This, too?"

Lau Qingtian's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. One spiritual weapon was surprising enough, but he hadn't expected Lee Feng to produce not just two, but a matching set.

These were spiritual weapons, after all—not your everyday pots and pans!

Why did it seem so effortless for Lee Feng, as if it were as simple as drinking water?

Yet