Wang Zheng glanced casually at the woman in front of him, and his eyes lit up immediately.

She was dressed in a blue robe with colorful patterns, embroidered with kingfisher and bird designs, and tied at her chest with a pink and white silk sash inlaid with blue gemstones.

She was half-squatting, intentionally or unintentionally revealing her snow-white breasts.

Wang Zheng's gaze involuntarily shifted... cough cough, naturally he kept his eyes straight ahead.

Looking further up, the woman had a full head of black hair, styled in a high bun and secured with a jade hairpin.

She was tall and slender, with delicate and smooth skin, fair and tender face, a straight nose, slightly upturned lips, and slightly raised eyebrows. Her phoenix eyes were like flowing water, and no one could find any fault with her.

Those bright eyes were as clear and bright as a deep pool; one glance was enough to draw you in.

She quietly squatted down to pour wine for Wang Zheng, like a beautiful painting.

However, Wang Zheng had already noticed something amiss from her appearance, and when he saw the "scan failed" message, he was already certain of her identity.

'He openly humiliated me, yet secretly sent his own daughter to accompany me? Truly worthy of being called the Demon King, what audacity!'

Although Wang Zheng saw through the other party's identity, considering the persona he was currently playing, he thought for a moment and still angrily replied:

"Hey, you were just walking down the street when a half-demon provoked you. After you casually crushed him to death, your uncles and elders teamed up to 'invite' you back."

If it were you, would you be happy?

Or is this how you, Fengqiwu, treat your guests?

Upon hearing Wang Zheng's reply, the woman's eyes lit up, and she immediately moved closer, raising her wine glass to Wang Zheng's lips.

"Young master, please have a cup of fine wine to calm your anger. I'm sure your uncles have their reasons."

Besides, with your status, as long as you stay at Phoenix Perch, you will always be our honored guest.

Seeing that the half-demon had already gotten close to him, Wang Zheng immediately frowned.

Although he really wanted to snap the little peacock's neck, Wang Zheng was confident that he could kill it with a single blow at such close range.

However, this was ultimately a way for Kong to show goodwill, and Wang Zheng couldn't go too far.

Of course, he wouldn't dare.

After all, it was Wang Zheng who directed and acted the whole thing without the Peacock Demon King's knowledge, giving Kong Xuan a stage to perform.

However, in Kong Xuan's eyes, this dignified descendant of a divine beast had been neglected by him, so it was perfectly reasonable for him to have his daughter accompany the distinguished guest for drinks.

This was something Wang Zheng himself brought up. If he hadn't caused that scene before, he wouldn't be in this predicament where he feels like he's sitting on pins and needles.

Fortunately, the other party seemed to be perceptive enough to notice Wang Zheng's displeasure and stopped getting close.

Moreover, despite the little peacock's mature and sophisticated appearance, Wang Zheng knew that one's age as a half-demon could not be judged by appearance alone.

Didn't I hear the Spirit Elephant King say that Huang Zumeng, whom he killed, was only four years old?

Perhaps sensing Wang Zheng's killing intent, the peacock half-demon's hands trembled.

Wang Zheng dared not touch the food and wine. He saw the wine glass that was already being offered to his lips, so he casually blocked it and snatched it from her hand. He pretended to smell it, then poured the wine behind him.

"Completely devoid of spirit, vulgar."

After saying that, a pottery jar suddenly appeared in his hand. When he opened it, a rich spiritual energy and a mellow, lingering fragrance wafted out, attracting the attention of the half-demon.

Wang Zheng naturally pretended not to see it and poured himself a drink.

To be fair, the wine that Kong Xuan used to entertain guests, although it did not have the effect of increasing the upper limit of spiritual energy, was still considered a fine brew.

However, Wang Zheng didn't dare to drink, and also in order to better establish his persona, he had to keep up the act.

Don't be fooled by his picky attitude now; he's actually heartbroken.

If it weren't for wanting to show off and establish a persona, why would he take out this spirit wine given to him by Master Bai and drink it like this?

Of course, the same applies to the golden liquid we drank earlier.

Wang Zheng, who looked relaxed and carefree, noticed that Kong Xuan's daughter was staring intently at his hands with her beautiful eyes, and didn't even glance at the spirit fruit wine. He knew that they must also have spirit wine here, but they just hadn't taken it out.

It seems this half-demon peacock has become interested in its storage space.

Moreover, this woman must have held a high position in Fengqiwu, otherwise she wouldn't have such insight.

It seems that the Peacock Demon King must be quite fond of this daughter.

So Wang Zheng smacked his lips on the spirit wine, shook his head in a mocking manner, and said in a low voice:

"It's not even as good as the wine brewed by my servant. Ah, Phoenix Perching on the Wutong Tree, it's nothing special."

Hearing Wang Zheng's slanderous remarks, a flash of anger crossed the woman's eyes, but she quickly concealed it, covering her mouth and laughing:

"Of course, young master is of noble birth and is naturally not comparable to us common people. Your spatial technique just now was truly amazing. I wonder if I could witness it?"

Wang Zheng looked at her with a strange expression, staring at her so intently that she felt a little uneasy. Then he smiled and spoke softly:

"Of course you can. You can have the universe in your belly and the sun and moon in your mouth. Hehe, you can stay there permanently after you die. Do you want to be my food?"