Zhang Xiaofan watched helplessly as Luo Yunji rubbed his arms, back, bottom, and other places, then followed behind Tian Buyi as he entered, stammering, "Master! Please have some tea!"
Tian Buyi, in high spirits, took the teacup and sipped. "Hmm! You've improved it again?"
Without waiting for Zhang Xiaofan to reply, he continued on his own, "The fragrance smells light, but the tea is quite rich when you taste it. And it contains a little more spiritual energy than the previous batch!"
"Master! I saw this batch of Clear Tea among the things you brought. It was made from tea trees Fourth Sister-in-law newly cultivated under Wuluo's guidance!" Zhang Xiaofan replied respectfully.
Tian Buyi was already so satisfied with Zhang Xiaofan that he could hardly ask any more of him. The boy had a good disposition, high cultivation, and treated him and Su Ru with great respect. He even looked after his fellow disciples. Tian Buyi often asked himself, "How did I end up taking in such a wonderful disciple?"
Every time he thought about it, he'd beam with pride, laughing so hard his whole body shook. Whenever Su Ru saw him like this, she'd give him a disdainful sidelong glance. Fortunately, it only happened in private. It would've been rather embarrassing if anyone else saw him.
The master and his disciples sat around the table chatting, completely unaware that in a corner of the inn, a figure entirely shrouded in a Black Robe kept stealing furtive glances in their direction.
At night, after washing up, everyone returned to their rooms.
Having beaten his youngest disciple that day, Tian Buyi felt refreshed and at ease. He soon drifted off to sleep.
Just as he was enjoying a beautiful dream, a shadow swiftly approached from outside his door. It pressed an