Qi Biao listened and immediately invited Xu Liefeng into the tent.
"Who are you? Can you really solve my urgent problem? Hmm, if you deliberately deceive me with your words, and you walk out of here alive today, I'll change my surname to yours!"
Qi Biao, bold and powerful, sat in the tent. He suspiciously sized up Xu Liefeng.
If not for the urgent crisis,
he would never meet with such a shady, skulking character.
Xu Liefeng said, "What good would it do me to deceive you?" He didn't care about Qi Biao's tone and casually picked up a teacup, took a sip, and said, "The tea has gone cold."
He pinched the fire rack with two fingers.
His fingertips surprisingly caught a wisp of flame, and he heated the teacup for a moment. When the tea started to steam and the tea leaves rolled, he took another sip.
"Impressive skill!" Qi Biao was startled, realizing the other was deliberately showing off.
