บท 463: Crash

Under the Tree of Enlightenment.

Time flew. When Wang An was sitting there, his state was still aging rapidly with the passage of time, and his vitality was dissipating extremely fast. On the surface, this Tree of Enlightenment did not bring him any practical effect.

As for Ye Bei, his expression was very casual, and he didn't care about Wang An's changes at all.

After a while, Ye Bei retracted his gaze. Then he stretched out his hand, placed it on the top of the stone table, tapped it lightly, and made a crisp sound.

Immediately, on the stone table, an antique teapot and an empty water cup appeared out of thin air.

The water inside was boiling naturally.

Ye Bei then lifted the lid of the teapot gently.

A wisp of white water mist faintly floated out of the teapot.