Old Zeng watched as Chen Yi drank down, his mind spinning in an instant.
Is this kid suspecting something and setting a trap to poison me?
But if he didn't drink now, it would make him look suspicious, drawing more suspicion onto himself.
Old Zeng reflected on his relationship with Chen Yi over the past few years, confident that he hadn't let any slip ups occur,
Remembering that he had just broken through to the eighth layer of Qi cultivation, he was confident that even if there was an issue, he could easily eliminate this boy of the fifth layer of Qi cultivation.
So, he too laughed heartily, clapped and drank it down.
Half a moment later,
Nothing had happened.
No, actually something had happened.
Old Zeng felt a gentle yet distant surge of spiritual energy enter his mouth and seep into his heart, making his recently improved cultivation level increase even further!
He was a bit startled, "Brother, this tea?"