After hearing Zhang Xue's words, Xiao Bei smiled faintly.
He looked at the man before him.
The man carried an air of refinement.
Every gesture and movement was filled with the nobility of a scion from a prestigious family.
While Xiao Bei was sizing Zhang Xue up, Zhang Xue was also observing Xiao Bei.
If Zhang Xue had once been without rivals throughout the imperial capital,
then Xiao Bei now definitely counted as one.
Looking at Xiao Bei's young face and the faint aura of authority around him,
Zhang Xue felt that Xiao Bei was even more handsome than the files had described.
After Xiao Bei sat down, Zhang Xue poured the brewed tea into a Tang tricolor-glazed cup.
Using a saucer, he placed the cup before Xiao Bei.
"Young Master Xiao, have a taste of this Da Hong Pao from the Mother Tree of Wuyi Mountain!"
Xiao Bei smiled slightly at that and lifted the cup for a sip.
"Excellent tea. It refreshes the mind, leaves a lingering fragrance, and gives an endless aftertaste."
Zhang Xue smiled faintly upon hearing that.
Then he looked at Xiao Bei and said,
"Young Master Xiao, you really are bold. Aren't you afraid I might have poisoned it?"
"Oh? If that were the case, then I really would have overestimated you."
Xiao Bei stared calmly into Zhang Xue's eyes.
For someone like Zhang Xue, who had his own pride, such methods were beneath him.
"Hahaha, Young Master Xiao, you really are interesting. Very interesting!"
"Alright, let's talk business. Why did you call me here?"
Xiao Bei looked at Zhang Xue and asked calmly.
"I heard about what happened last night."
Zhang Xue looked at Xiao Bei and spoke evenly.
It was as though he were discussing something completely insignificant.
Xiao Bei smiled faintly.