Seeing the shop assistant actually reveal a troubled expression, Huang Siyuan, who had just taken out a set of ceramic tea ware, showed a trace of surprise as well.
This was merely an ordinary teahouse tucked away in a remote alley of the marketplace. Those who came here for tea and a rest were all Qi Refining Stage Rogue Cultivators. By all reason, there should not have been any overly precious Spirit Tea here.
Yet the assistant's strange behavior left Huang Siyuan puzzled. With one hand, she cast a spell and took out another seven or eight Spirit Stones, placing them on the table.
Seeing this, the young assistant understood at once. He hurriedly waved at Huang Siyuan with a smile.
"Esteemed guest, you misunderstand. I was not worried that you could not afford the Spirit Stones.
"It is just that this pot of tea was reserved long ago by another guest. It already has an owner, so we truly do not dare sell it to you casually.
"Esteemed guest, why not look at the other Spirit Teas in our little shop? I guarantee their flavors will satisfy you!"
"Someone reserved it? Then just brew me another pot of the same tea."
"This... esteemed guest, you do not understand. It is not that I wish to spoil your enjoyment, but this is the only pot of this tea left in the shop."
The assistant answered with great care, his tone full of apology, afraid that Huang Siyuan would become angry because of his reply.
Yet contrary to his expectations, after learning that there was no more of the Spirit Tea, Huang Siyuan merely sat in silence for a moment before speaking regretfully.
"If that is the case, then I simply came at an unfortunate time.
"Just bring me any pot