C855 Stealing Spirit Tea

Zhong Ming comfortably took a sip, his comfortable energy making everyone want to beat him up, but the words he said infuriated them even more, "If you have something to say, quickly say it, if you have nothing to say, hurry up and f * ck off, I'm very busy."

"Is this the spirit pith tea brewed by the Thousand-year Bamboo Pulp?" Soul Formation Cultivator could not help but blurt out