Hearing the laughter of the crowd, Nolan Xiong's heart suddenly cracked open like a fissure.
In truth, he had not personally witnessed Yang Tian's refinery skills; it was his daughter Naranda and Lu Da who had spoken of it.
As for what Lu Da had said at the time, he neither understood nor cared about the Sky Refiner's ghostly thought process.
Tea party?
Having listened to many demons speak, Nolan Xiong could not feel more disheartened. Yet, Yang Tianqi still sat in the courtyard like a God. If you added a few fruits or melon seeds, wasn't this the posture of a tea gathering?
This immediately made him anxious!
But the problem was that the refinery assembly had already begun, and he couldn't just grab Yang Tian and demand to know what was happening!
After all, Paomu King was currently seated at the highest position. Were he to truly disrupt, it would mean disturbing the assembly's order. Would Paomu King let him off?
