Nash Universe

He sat cross-legged in the depths of the Origin Source, not uttering a single word.

Jian Wushuang knew the other was deep in thought.

Thus, he wasn't in a hurry to threaten or entice him.

He didn't even bring up the previous topic again.

After an hour had passed, Jian Wushuang took out a teapot, brewing tea by himself. Finally having some rare free time, he naturally wanted to make the most of it.

When YiNa Yiluan opened his eyes, he turned and glanced mockingly at Jian Wushuang, saying, "What's the point of just drinking tea?"

"How about some wine?"

Hearing his tone, Jian Wushuang immediately knew this guy was about to relent.

"Sure, it's been a while since I've had any. I wonder if you have some good wine?" YiNa Yiluan teased.

Jian Wushuang really didn't have any wine.

The tea set was something he had obtained from the hands of slain cultivators.

But the wine had long been discarded.