He paused, as if remembering something, and added, "On the day of the tea ceremony, I also drank a cup of tea."
Sun-Eroding Cry's eyes flickered slightly, and he responded, "According to ancient customs, a teacher, who imparts the Dao and enlightens, though the offering of tea is simple, it is also a formal rite. Since you drank that cup, wouldn't that make you half a master?"
Chu Zheng shook his head slightly, a faint smile appearing on his face, "Half a master you cannot call it, but Yan Feng in the future, will surely have great achievements."
Their conversation seemed like old friends reminiscing, nothing like two men about to enter into a life and death struggle.
As for the one still seated like a star atop the Divine Fire Star Cliff, waiting for Chu Zheng to arrive for the duel, the Giant God Clan Ancient Ancestor Blood Tea.
At this moment, in the hearts of Chu Zheng and Sun-Eroding Cry, he had become an insignificant backdrop, no longer worth their attention.
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