Pei Songhe stood beside Yi Feng with an attentive expression, hands clasped as he waited.
"Sir, you are most discerning."
"This tea was formed by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth. Its fragrance is delicate and its flavor wondrous beyond words. Though it is not worth mentioning to you, it represents my sincere intentions. I hope you and Miss Xinlan will grace it with a taste."
His words were exceedingly artful.
He had both elevated Yi Feng's status and demonstrated absolute respect, while also revealing his sincerity at the right moment and appropriately mentioning the value of the immortal tea.
One sentence carried three meanings. The moment he opened his mouth, it was clear he was an old hand.
He truly was a master.
Sa Donglai and the others watched nervously, feeling distinctly more pressure from this newcomer's ruthless competition.
Seeing Yi Feng nod at his words.
"Sure. Then let's try this tea first."
Pei Songhe immediately beamed and clasped his hands eagerly.
"Please wait a moment, Sir. I shall prepare it at once!"
As he spoke, he did not forget to bow to Miss Lu.
"Miss Lu, may I ask whether there is a Meteor Sand Tea Set aboard the flying boat? I rushed here to deliver the news and did not bring any fine tea ware. I hope you will forgive me."
Miss Lu nodded faintly. "Of course. There is a set in the elegant room aboard the flying boat."
Pei Songhe hurriedly bowed, then trotted toward the cabin.
Besides his smooth flattery, he had also displayed extraordinary attainments in the tea ceremony, immediately placing even greater pressure on the others. They secretly thought this old fox was rather formidable.
The internal competition grew increasingly severe. Xu Baichuan and Luo Pengfei found it difficult to get a