Gu Zhan couldn't tell how many people were secretly transmitting messages, but he could clearly feel that Huang Longzi and the others' attitudes suddenly became even more humble.
"Fellow Daoist," Huang Longzi smiled slightly and said, "I have truly offended you, I hope you can forgive me!"
With that, Huang Longzi gently waved his hand,
In an instant, a wave of magical power surged, and a stone table along with several stools appeared beside them, made from materials Gu Zhan had never seen before.
Huang Longzi lightly flipped his palm, and a purple teapot along with several teacups appeared on the stone table.
This time, Gu Zhan saw clearly,
The teapot and teacups actually emerged from the ring on Huang Longzi's hand, and in that instant, Gu Zhan faintly sensed a trace of spatial fluctuation.
"Spatial Ring? Sumeru Mustard Seed? Spatial Bag?"
In that moment,
Several thoughts popped into Gu Zhan's mind.
This scenario was too familiar.
"Please have a seat, Fellow Daoist!"
