The snow stopped, just as it had arrived without a word, it left without a trace.
The snowfall was brief, not even managing to soak the ground, but the people living in Jiuyou Town all felt as if the temperature had suddenly dropped considerably.
Perhaps it was just a psychological effect, but parents were already preparing to bring an extra piece of clothing when picking up their children.
At this mont, Bi Quan was standing by the pond, both hands resting on a walking stick, eyes half-closed, giving the impression of being both awake and asleep.
"Master, the weather is chilly, put on a coat." Old Lu draped a mink coat over Bi Quan's shoulders.
However, before he could remove his hand, Bi Quan pressed his hand on the back of Old Lu's hand, turned his face slightly, and said, "Old Lu, after all these years, you are the only one who has been so considerate to ."
Old Lu felt a jolt in his heart upon hearing this.
Perhaps due to the psychological pressure over the past few days, Old Lu felt inexplicably anxious at this mont.
Why did the master's words sound so strange?
Could it be...
At that mont, Old Lu suddenly thought whether Bi Junxian's liking for n might have been influenced by Bi Quan.
This thought was so absurd that even Old Lu was taken aback, wondering which nerve had gone wrong for him to make such an association.
However, ever since this suspicion arose, the more Old Lu thought about it, the more he felt that Bi Quan's words earlier were odd, like a wife gently whispering to her husband, pouring out her heart.
"Master... Master, this is my duty." Old Lu spoke unnaturally.
As he spoke, he seized the opportunity to pull his hand away.
Bi Quan glanced at his shoulder, paused, and said, "Duty, duty is good, honestly speaking, all these years, every task I entrusted to you, you have never made a mistake, I'm very pleased.
But recently, mistakes have been happening one after another, and I'm dissatisfied."
"Master, it's all my incompetence; whatever punishnt you decide, I have no complaints." Old Lu confessed readily, his attitude seemingly quite sincere.
Bi Quan turned around, looking at Old Lu with a smile, and sighed, "Ti flies, your hair is half white now.
I'm telling you these things not to punish you, but to ask you not to let hear any more bad news, okay?"
"Master, you're exaggerating!" Bi Quan replied respectfully: "Rest assured, this ti there's absolutely no room for error!"
Though he said this, in his heart, he secretly complained, Can I really control whether or not there's bad news?
Bi Quan patted his shoulder and exhaled deeply: "Hearing you say 'absolutely no error' puts my mind at ease.
By the way, what's Guan Huarong busy with these days?"
Old Lu bowed and replied: "Apparently he is gathering comprehensive information about Xiao Feng, and he seems to have also contacted a few well-known experts; it looks like he doesn't plan to team up with us."
"No matter him, we just focus on doing our job well. That old fox is very cunning, but no matter how cunning he is, since he signed the contract, he can't just back out." Bi Quan said indifferently.
Having said that, he helped straighten Old Lu's body with one hand, smiling, "Old Lu, you're not young anymore, when talking to , you don't have to stick to superficial formalities.
Co, sit down, let's have a couple of cups of tea together."
Old Lu imdiately put on an overly flattered look, repeatedly declining, but couldn't withstand Bi Quan's earnest insistence, so he sat down.
Sitting on the cold stone bench, Old Lu felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, not because of the cold, but because his heart was uneasy.
In fact, if Bi Quan were to scold him harshly, Old Lu would not feel so uneasy; it was the other's politeness that made him sense impending trouble.
After a while, Old Lu finally cald down.
Although he didn't say it out loud, he knew very well that if he failed to deal with Xiao Feng and his people, the next one to be in trouble would be him.
"Co, co, this is the best tea leaves I had soone get from Longyou Tea House, try and see how it tastes." Bi Quan said enthusiastically, pouring a cup each for Old Lu and himself.
The tea had a transparent erald color that instantly made one want to taste it just by looking.
Old Lu picked up his teacup, but couldn't bring it to his lips.
If at this mont he still had the leisure to savor tea, his heart might be a bit too large.
Taking a deep breath, considering the lineup he had gathered this ti, Old Lu finally felt a little more at ease and took a sip of the tea.
"Uh..."
The mont the tea entered his mouth, Old Lu froze, his eyes widened, then he tightly clenched his teeth, lips sealed, swallowing the tea as if it were poison.
"What, the tea doesn't taste good?" Bi Quan, about to drink his tea, asked sowhat puzzled upon seeing his expression.
Old Lu put on a very standard fake smile, responding, "The taste... is quite unique."
Bi Quan frowned, feeling inexplicably puzzled, is the tea really that bad?
Eventually, taking a tentative sip, he couldn't help but spit the tea out.
"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, ptooey, ptooey!" Bi Quan said angrily, "So sour and astringent, what the hell kind of 'good tea' is this, how dare Longyou Tea House deceive like this?"
Old Lu opened his mouth, looking like he wanted to speak but hesitated.
He really wanted to tell Bi Quan that the flavor he tasted from the tea wasn't just sour and astringent, but maybe a little... rank?
At that mont, Bi Junxian ca walking from afar, saying from a distance: "Dad, who are you angry with this ti?"
Bi Quan ignored his question, locked his gaze on a servant walking behind Bi Junxian, and said gruffly, "Xie Zhuang, just in ti, co over here, I have sothing to ask you."
The young man nad Xie Zhuang, who was behind Bi Junxian, hurried over quickly, bowed, and said: "Master, what do you wish to ask the little one?"
"Yesterday, I asked you to purchase the best tea from Longyou Tea House; are you sure you bought it from Longyou Tea House?" Bi Quan said with a heavy tone, "You better tell the truth."
Xie Zhuang imdiately lowered his head, his eyes starting to dart around, a clear sign of a guilty conscience.
"Speak!" Bi Quan slamd the table.
Xie Zhuang jumped with fright and quickly replied: "Master, forgive , I secretly made soone brew a pot when buying the tea, I know I shouldn't have…"
Before he finished speaking, Bi Quan sternly interrupted: "I didn't ask if you drank it or not, I'm asking if you're sure you bought the tea from Longyou Tea House?"
"Absolutely!" Xie Zhuang said with certainty: "I have the receipt as proof, and I've shown it to Uncle Lu."
As he said this, he turned his gaze towards Old Lu.
Old Lu stood up and said, "Master, what he said is true, I've seen the receipt, it's indeed from Longyou Tea House."
Bi Quan squinted his eyes, with a faint smile looking at Xie Zhuang, he asked, "How does the tea taste?"
"Fragrant!" Xie Zhuang replied without hesitation, "Aromatic and llow, it's absolutely good tea!"
"Hehe, is that so?" Bi Quan, with a smile that didn't reach his eyes, handed over the teacup on the table and said, "Then have a taste of this cup."
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