"Asshole!"
The young man in white shirt slapped the table, his eyes seemed to be pulsing with anger, "How dare people from the Tianlang Kingdom be so presumptuous in the capital of our Donglu Dynasty!"
Following the anger of the young man in white shirt, the fourth floor of Zuimeng Tea House suddenly became quiet.
Everyone else here looked at Ling Tian with interesting expressions, as if they were just watching the excitement but it was not too big a deal.
"Xuelang, although the loser you call is not one of the ten heroes of the Donglu Dynasty, his brother is."
Ying Qingxue realized that the atmosphere was not right, so she smiled lightly and reminded Ling Tian.
The young man in white shirt is named Yan Chi, a member of the Yan family in the imperial capital.
There are many talented people in the Yan family. If Yan Chi can enter the Zuimeng Tea House as the fourth person, he will not be a real waste.
However, there is one person in the Yan family who is more talented than Yan Chi.
This person is Yan Chi's elder brother Yan Xiao, who ranks ninth among the ten outstanding figures in the imperial capital.
"Oh, it turns out that I have a brother who is one of the top ten elites in the imperial capital. No wonder I dare to be so arrogant!"
Ling Tian still had a smile on his lips, glanced at Yan Chi again, and then said disdainfully, "However, your brother is among the top ten elites in the imperial capital. What does that have to do with you? You alone have the right to despise me, the leader of the Tianlang Kingdom." people?"
"you……"
Yan Chi clenched his fists, and veins popped out on his forehead.
If he hadn't considered that this place was Zuimeng Teahouse and Yao Yifei's face, he would have taken action long ago.
But at this moment, he couldn't bear it anymore.
Just when he was about to pour out all the anger in his chest, Yao Yifei suddenly spoke, "Everyone who comes to drink tea at my Zuimeng Teahouse is my guest at Zuimeng Teahouse. Don't hurt your kindness. It's better first." Sit down."
Yao Yifei's voice was soft, as if it contained a kind of magic power, refreshing her heart.
The furious Yan Chi calmed down a little after hearing Yao Yifei's words.
"I'm giving Miss Yao face and won't argue with you for now, but I, Yan Chi, have recorded what happened today!"
Yan Chi stared at Ling Tian with angry eyes, said coldly, and sat down again.
"Many people like to show off their words and say that they have written it down, but then nothing happens. Perhaps this is the last stubbornness of the good-for-nothing."
Ling Tian smiled lightly and said casually.
Although he didn't mention anyone by name, what he meant was obvious.
Yan Chi's anger, which had just subsided a little, surged up again, wanting to scold Ling Tian again.
But before that, Ying Qingxue took the lead and spoke to Yao Yifei, "Miss Yao, I heard that you only brew three cups of drunkenness a day, but I don't know how many cups you have brewed today?"
Ying Qingxue changed the topic and asked Yao Yifei again.
Yan Chi couldn't help but continue to speak, interrupting the conversation between Yao Yifei and Ying Qingxue, and could only swallow the words that came to her lips.
"I just made a cup."
Yao Yifei responded to Ying Qingxue with a smile.
"Oh? I don't know which young man here is so lucky to get the first cup of drunkenness today?"
Ying Qingxue raised her eyebrows, with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.
Today, she brought Ling Tian to Zuimeng Tea House, just to borrow Ling Tian's power to enter the fourth floor of Zuimeng Tea House.
As for the purpose of entering the fourth floor of Zuimeng Tea House, it is naturally to drunken life and dream of death.
Drunken life and dreaming of death are tea and medicine at the same time.
Not only does it help to improve the warrior's cultivation, but it can also get rid of all cold diseases.
Everyone in the imperial capital and all the young warriors want to taste this tea.
Yao Yifei only brewed three cups a day to get drunk.
One cup of brew is one cup less.
In this way, the possibility of her getting drunk and dreaming is much smaller.
After all, besides her and Ling Tian, there were twelve people present.
These people all have a lot of thoughts about life and death.
"It's Young Master Yanchi."
Yao Yifei replied with a slight smile.
Hearing this, Ling Tian and Ying Qingxue looked at Yan Chi again.
To be precise, he looked at the table in front of Yan Chi.
At this moment, there was a teacup on the table in front of Yan Chi.
Judging from the water level of the tea in the cup, Yan Chi must not have drank it yet.
Because of Yao Yifei's words, the expression on Yan Chi's face immediately became proud.
It is a great honor for Yao Yifei to be able to live and die in drunken dreams.
Including Ling Tian and Ying Qingxue, there are a total of fourteen people on the fourth floor of Zuimeng Teahouse.
Now he is the only one to receive this honor.
"Miss Yao has given me such a gift, but I haven't even had a chance to taste it yet!"
As he spoke, Yan Chi stretched out his hand with a smile and grabbed the tea cup in front of him, wanting to drink it to death.
However, just when his finger was about to touch the tea cup.
The tea cup that was originally on the table suddenly moved back three inches under the influence of a spiritual force.
This also made it impossible for him sitting on the seat to simply touch it with his hands.
"what are you doing?"
Yan Chi opened his eyes and looked at Ling Tian angrily.
There is no doubt that the person who just used spiritual power to move the tea cup in front of him was Ling Tian.
"It's such a waste to get such good tea into the belly of a loser like you."
Ling Tian spoke calmly and lightly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved his fingers.
The teacup filled with drunkenness and dreams, wrapped in a spiritual power, suddenly rose into the air and flew towards Ling Tian.
"presumptuous!"
Seeing this, Yan Chi gave a loud shout.
The spiritual power in his body roared out at the same time, acting on the hanging teacup.
boom!
The two spiritual powers clashed, and the teacup immediately shattered.
However, not a drop of the drunkenness in the tea cup was spilled. It was still wrapped in spiritual power and hung in the air between Ling Tian and Yan Chi.
Ling Tian sneered at the corner of his mouth, using his spiritual power with one hand to control the drunken life and death hanging in the air, while the other hand also reached out at this moment.
As he took action with his palm, a terrifying and killing aura roared out and pounced on Yan Chi.
Feeling the terrifying murderous aura coming, Yan Chi had no time to worry about life and death, so he immediately raised his hand and struck out with a palm to resist the invasion of the murderous aura.
Because of this, without Yan Chi's fight, the drunkenness turned into a water column and slowly fell into the tea cup in front of Ling Tian.
After that, Ling Tian calmly picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.
In an instant, a warm feeling spread throughout his body, making him extremely comfortable.
"As expected of Miss Yao's hand-made Zui Sheng Meng Si, it's really extraordinary!"
After putting down the tea cup, Ling Tian couldn't help but sigh.
It was not the first time he had tasted it.
However, it had been a long time since he last tasted it.
Now, he has almost forgotten that taste.
Tasting it again at this time, I still feel endless aftertaste.
Of course, what he recalls is not only the drunken life and death, but also the sweet past between him and Yao Yifei.
"Young master, you're welcome."
Faced with Ling Tian's compliment, Yao Yifei smiled and nodded in response.
From the look on her face, she didn't seem to care about Ling Tian's move to grab the tea.
Just because Yao Yifei doesn't care doesn't mean that others don't care.
At this moment, Yan Chi suddenly stood up from his seat again and angrily scolded Ling Tian, "How dare you, a vulgar person, take away my life of drunkenness and dreams?"
"Miss Yao only brews three cups of drunken tea in a day. This tea is naturally for those who are capable! You are a waste. Who can you blame if you can't keep it?"
Ling Tian glanced at Yan Chi and said nonchalantly.
After saying this, he picked up the tea cup again and took another sip, as if he was deliberately provoking Yan Chi.
"Miss Yao!"
Yan Chi couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth when he saw Ling Tian acting like this.
Then, his eyes glanced at Yao Yifei, as if asking Yao Yifei for an attitude.
Could it be that Yao Yifei really wanted to tolerate Ling Tian's wantonness here?
