There has always been a problem with Li Xiaoyao's mentality, or in other words, in such a high-pressure situation, the three of them were unable to truly look at what happened to them with a completely objective mentality.
In fact, from the day the three of them walked out of the dark forest, they already had a certain value, and it was a huge value. Otherwise, with the ability and strength of the organization, it would not have been possible to spend so much money. There are so many children from all over the world for selection!
Father Li seemed to sense the change in Li Xiaoyao's mentality, and did not disturb him. Instead, he watched the scene with interest, and took a sip of the already-cooled tea beside him.
The cooled tea did not suit his taste very much, so Father Li frowned unconsciously, and this scene happened to be seen by Li Xiaoyao who came back to his senses.
At this time, his mind relaxed, and Li Xiaoyao saw more clearly. No matter what the purpose of the organization was, but when he had not met the requirements, or when the time was not ripe, he himself was safe!
Seeing Li's father frowning, Li Xiaoyao smiled slightly, picked up the kettle on the stove, and skillfully made a pot of hot tea. The whole movement was smooth and smooth, which was pleasing to the eye.
Seeing this, Father Li raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It seems that your life is not as miserable as I imagined!"
Hearing this, Li Xiaoyao grinned.
Li's father has always liked tea, and Li Xiaoyao has been able to make tea since he was a child.
However, a child, no matter how good he is, cannot reach the level he is today. For children, the taste of tea is definitely not as satisfying as sugar water.
However, during these years in Moye Palace, with his status, it was so simple to get some tea, so whenever he missed home, he would make a pot of tea to accompany himself, which was a bit bitter. The tea just reflected his psychology at that time, and the final reward also made him have more expectations in his heart.
As time went by, his tea making skills became more and more profound.
Li Xiaoyao took Father Li's teacup, poured out the cooled tea, rinsed it with boiling water, then slowly poured the brewed tea into it, and then poured it out again.
This time, I even poured out the brewed tea and then brewed it again.
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Once opened, it slowly poured into Father Li's tea cup, and stopped when it was seven minutes old.
Father Li watched Li Xiaoyao's movements without saying a word. Li Xiaoyao had already washed the tea, but poured it out again.
Li Xiaoyao gestured to Father Li with his right hand and said with a smile: "Father, give it a try."
When Father Li heard the words, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, he picked up the teacup on the table and swept it back and forth on the tip of his nose, before slowly drinking it into his mouth.
Father Li nodded with satisfaction, then put down the tea cup and said calmly: "So, all the other children are dead?"
Li Xiaoyao had clearly washed the tea, but poured it out again. The only tea in the fair cup was stuck to the wall of the cup, and the rest was poured out.
What this means is that the selection is very cruel, there is no one left in a hundred, and the only thing left alive is the tea hanging on the wall of the cup.
"I don't know whether I should be happy or angry, there are so many children! As far as I know, there are no less than three thousand!" Father Li sighed, picked up Li Xiaoyao's tea cup again, filled him with tea, and took a sip.
Seeing this, Li Xiaoyao added it to him again, and after this time, Li Xiaoyao put down the justice cup.
"Three? Only three survived?" Father Li's eyes were wide-eyed and bloodshot.
Three cups of tea, corresponding to three people.
Li Xiaoyao was silent and could only sigh lightly. His eyes swept over his slender hands, as if he saw the dazzling blood red on them.
"How many people are there in total?" Father Li gritted his teeth, his voice seemed a little low.
He knew that although he was a very popular minister, he was only one of the empires in the barbarian realm. His abilities were limited and very limited.
There must be much more he doesn't know than he does know.
Li Xiaoyao sighed, took three tea bowls and placed them in front of Father Li one by one, then poured tea into one of them and placed it in front of him.
This cup belongs to him and represents him!
Seeing this, Father Li smiled, a little weirdly, and murmured: "One in ten thousand, haha, I, Mr. Li, should be proud, my son can actually be called one in ten thousand!" "
Li Xiaoyao was speechless. In this way, he told his father that he
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In fact, I don’t want to mention it.
Father Li picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all in one gulp. Then he slowly stood up, walked to the window, and looked out the window. When Li Xiaoyao saw this, he hurriedly got up and walked to his side.
"With the mystery and power of this organization, it is obvious that what they need is nothing but strength, and what can be reflected in ten-year-old children is potential, and the method can be imagined. These children all died in Let’s fight each other!” Father Li said calmly.
Hearing this, Li Xiaoyao closed his eyes in pain, as if he had returned to that hellish life again.
It was not what I wanted, but the butcher knife was indeed in his hand.
Li Xiaoyao's silence also let Li's father know the result, and he was a little angry and a little distressed. Just thinking about such a scene felt tragic, let alone that Li Xiaoyao had experienced it personally.
The room became quiet again, and Father Li frowned slightly. There were some things he wanted to ask, but he didn't dare to ask. He was constantly thinking about something in his mind.
Li Xiaoyao also stood quietly aside, not daring to disturb him in the slightest.
Suddenly, Li's father's eyes suddenly shone, and he murmured: "Haha, what a good method, what a good method! Brilliant, brilliant!"
Li Xiaoyao was stunned when he heard this. He didn't know why Father Li suddenly expressed such emotion.
Father Li ignored Li Xiaoyao and sat back in his seat. He stretched out his hand slightly and instinctively reached for the justice cup that was emitting wisps of white gas.
The next moment, he was stunned for a moment, then he picked up the justice cup with complicated eyes, and let out a long sigh. Then, he didn't pour it for himself, but poured it down directly like Li Xiaoyao did at the beginning.
The profound meaning in this pot of tea made it difficult for him to swallow.
Li Xiaoyao stood in front of the table, watching Li's father make tea again, then took out a new teacup and put it in front of Li Xiaoyao, and said calmly: "Sit down!"
After hearing this, Li Xiaoyao slowly sat down in front of Father Li.
Father Li poured a cup of tea for Li Xiaoyao and said, "Tell me about your experiences over the years. No matter how good I am at calculations, I am not a mathematician who is proficient in the study of Yi. It is impossible for me to know your experiences."
Hearing this, Li Xiaoyao hesitated and said, "This..."
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