Seeing Luo Yang and Hong Jiaxin politely decline, Wuweizi's expression darkened slightly.
"Little brother, there's no need for so much suspicion," Wuweizi said with a cold laugh.
"I've been having some stomach issues these past few days and don't feel like drinking tea," Luo Yang said.
The excuse was a bit far-fetched.
After drinking the tea, Wuweizi said, "The task I want you to undertake is somewhat difficult. First, swear that you will not leak it out, or it will cause me a lot of trouble."
Luo Yang blurted out, "If I reveal your secret, may I die a horrible death."
Upon hearing this, Wuweizi nodded in satisfaction.
After a moment of contemplation, he asked, "Who is your master?"
In Tianjiang City, there were not many who could single-handedly inflict severe injuries on Tian Fuxing.
Luo Yang had used the Shadowless Kick at the time, propelling Tian Fuxing from one side of the road to the other with a double Shadowless Kick, which shocked Wuweizi when he heard about it.