"Come, come, let's chat as we drink, there's no need for such formalities,"
Chen Yi quickly withdrew the Thunder that was concealed on his back, and Ma Xiaoqiu immediately felt the pressure on her Spiritual Sense ease.
With a curse in her heart, she thought, if I hadn't sworn a Daoist Oath today, you might have taken action against me.
How can Daoist Chen, a turtle doctor who lived in harmony with the world for over sixty years, possibly have the strength to kill me with one blow?
You should know, I am a cultivator at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, and I have a Second Tier premium defensive puppet in my Storage Bag!
There is definitely something off about this master-servant duo!
Ma Xiaoqiu carefully returned to the banquet table, with a smile on her face and a inquisitive look in her eyes.