C189 Spacer migration

The old man looked at Wu Dong like he was looking at a child, then nodded his head, still not saying a word.

"I am …"

Before Wu Dong could finish his words, he suddenly realized that with a light wave of Lu Yuan's hand, the teacup on the Eight Immortals Table in front of him suddenly moved.

Moving objects through the air!

"Have some tea."

Lu Yuan picked up the teacup in his hands