Meng Yutong, caught in utter bewilderment and shock, forgot how to think for a moment.
And the Show-off still had not realized the seriousness of the problem, still courting death as he gently stroked Master's little head.
No, no, this is exactly the same. Rebel Disciple said at the very beginning that she wanted to invite me to drink tea, could this be...
Meng Yutong suddenly understood. Her raised eyes grew colder and colder. Good, good... good for you, Second Senior. She had thought she would be more obedient than Big Senior and Third Sister.
She had never expected that from the very beginning, when she offered up the tea herb, she had already been scheming against her, this Master.
No wonder Mu Liuxi's expression had been so strange when she offered the tea back then, and she had even asked her how it felt. She truly had not expected that this was what had been waiting for her here.
Lin Heng sensed that the air around him had grown quite a bit colder. He opened his eyes and looked around, puzzled. "Master, do you feel like the temperature suddenly dropped?"
"..."
The atmosphere was not quite right. Lin Heng lowered his head and looked. The moment their eyes met, he was startled by his salted-fish wife's man-eating gaze, and he hurriedly took a step back, giving them both room to speak.
Usually, whenever she wore that expression, something bad was about to happen.
"Master, what's wrong? I should still have been very gentle, right?"
"Heh! Drinking tea. What fine tea indeed... This master was coaxed and tricked into drinking it for almost a year. You rebel disciples truly are something."
"(òωó?) You found out. Oh, no... listen to my sophistry..." Lin Heng had probably anticipated that he was about