Chapter 1185: The Awareness Of A Master

Pei Songhe stood attentively by Yi Feng's side, clasping his fists with an eager expression.

"Sir, your discernment is truly remarkable."

"This tea is born from absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, its fragrance and flavor are indescribably exquisite. Though it may be insignificant to you, sir, it represents my utmost sincerity. I sincerely hope that both you and Miss Lian Xinlan will grace us with your presence and enjoy this tea."

His words were exceptionally skillful.

Not only did they elevate Yi Feng's status, showing absolute respect, but they also subtly displayed his own sincerity and appropriately highlighted the value of the celestial tea.

With one sentence, he achieved three objectives—truly the mark of a seasoned veteran.

Indeed, a master.

Sa Donglai and the others watched nervously, feeling the pressure intensify due to this newcomer's presence.

Seeing Yi Feng nod in response.

"Very well, let's try this tea first."

Pei Songhe immediately beamed with a smile, eagerly cupping his hands.

"Please wait a moment, sir. I will prepare it right away!"

As he spoke, he didn't forget to bow to Lu Xinlan.

"Miss Lu, I wonder if there is a set of Yinsha tea utensils on the airship? I was in such a hurry to deliver the message that I didn't bring any high-quality tea utensils. I hope you can forgive me."

Lu Xinlan nodded slightly. "Naturally, there is a set in the airship's elegant chamber."

Pei Songhe quickly bowed and hurried off toward the cabin.

His smooth flattery, combined with his exceptional knowledge of tea, immediately increased the pressure on everyone. They couldn't help but think that this old fox was quite formidable.

The internal competition was becoming increasingly intense, leaving Xu and Luo somewhat unable to intervene.

However, Sa Donglai stood up with a domineering air, stroking his beard and smiling.

"Haha."

"While Yinsha tea utensils are indeed top-notch, without high-quality celestial spring water, the tea will still fall short."

"Coincidentally, I happen to have some ice water from the depths of Snow Lake. Sir and Miss Lu, please wait a moment. I will assist Mr. Pei in preparing the tea!"

Watching Sa Donglai's retreating figure, Yi Feng grew even more expectant.

The others, however, felt increasingly miserable.

Xu Baichuan and Luo Pengfei exchanged glances, both wearing expressions of helplessness and awkwardness.

Who could have imagined?

In just a few days, the competition had become so fierce?

Having wealth alone wasn't enough; one also needed to understand the art of tea. Who knew? One day, with their limited knowledge and learning, they might not even have a chance to speak.

These days, even currying favor had become an esoteric art!

Everyone waited with varying expressions as the airship set off once more.

Inside the cabin.

The two titans were locked in a silent battle, their faces smiling but their hearts filled with curses.

"Oh? What brings you here, brother?"

"I am Sa Donglai, often by the sir's side, and I also have some knowledge of tea. Naturally, I am here to prepare tea for the sir!"

"Haha! This tea was offered by me to the sir, so it should be prepared by me personally!"

The coldness hidden in their eyes was enough to terrify countless beings. If an ordinary person were to stand between them, they would surely be struck with fear!

Under such intense competition, a pot of tea took half an incense stick's worth of time to prepare.

Just as the stalemate continued.

Pei Songhe's jade slip suddenly buzzed incessantly.

With a sweep of his divine sense, he knew it was a summons from Lu Shuyao!

This was truly life-threatening.

The sir's attendants were right beside him.

This impatient, unlucky young lady had to choose this exact moment to send a message!

Wasn't this going to get him killed?

Pei Songhe's throat trembled slightly in fear.

The subtle change in his expression was hard to detect, but it couldn't escape Sa Donglai's sharp eyes.

Instantly.

Sa Donglai smiled and spoke up.

"Haha, Brother Pei, why aren't you responding to the jade slip's message?"

"Could it be that you have some secret you don't want others to know?"

As Sa Donglai leaned closer.

Pei Songhe immediately used his divine sense to erase the message from the jade slip, while putting on a stern expression.

"Nonsense!"

"I have come here with utmost sincerity and offered such a treasure. My loyalty is as clear as the heavens and earth. How could I possibly have any secrets?"

Before he could finish speaking.

The jade slip buzzed again!

The slap in the face came too suddenly.

Damn that Lu Shuyao, she was determined to get him killed!

Pei Songhe's face darkened, and he quickly erased the vibration again!

This happened several times in a row. The moment the message arrived, he decisively erased it. Pei Songhe was on the verge of cursing out loud!

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Hurry your ass!

Lu Shuyao, this troublemaker, pretended to care for her subordinates in front of others, but in reality, she was like a damn grim reaper, always rushing people. She was truly no good!

Seeing Pei Songhe's face darken, Sa Donglai's eyes were already filled with amusement.

"Tsk tsk."

"Brother Pei, you seem to be receiving quite a few messages. Should I take a look for you?"

Pei Songhe's heart turned cold with fear, and he quickly forced a smile to smooth things over, ignoring any further messages.

"No, no!"

"Brother Sa, if you want to prepare the tea, go ahead. Why bother with such trivial messages? Let's focus on making the tea and not worry about anything else!"

The two exchanged smiles and finally began to cooperate in preparing the tea.

Meanwhile.

At the headquarters of the Black Island's Treasure Pavilion.

Lu Shuyao held the jade slip, her brows furrowed, and her expression grew increasingly unpleasant.

Several times in a row.

Her personal messages had been casually erased by Pei Songhe?

Such behavior was utterly intolerable.

This old man dared to be so disrespectful, completely disregarding hierarchy!

Lu Shuyao's face alternated between dark and pale.

As the young lady of the Treasure Pavilion, she had never suffered such indignity. In just a few moments, she was trembling with anger, clutching the jade slip tightly as she angrily spoke!

Without caring what Pei Songhe was doing, she directly sent a voice transmission!

"Pei Songhe!"

"How dare you erase my messages? Don't think that just because I have high hopes for you, you can act arrogantly. You should know the consequences of angering me—you cannot bear them!"

Her scolding voice came through the jade slip.

Pei Songhe, who was in the middle of preparing tea, immediately froze with an awkward smile.

Seeing Sa Donglai's meaningful gaze.

His heart was already half-frozen with fear!

Damn it!

He had just managed to resolve the crisis and cleverly establish a connection with Sir Yi. Such intelligence and wit—how many in the world could match it?

Yet Lu Shuyao kept sabotaging him, practically wishing for his death.

What a terrible teammate!

I really can't stand this brain-dead mistress!

For both emotional and logical reasons, he had to cut ties with such a person.

Gritting his teeth, Pei Songhe picked up the jade slip and cursed angrily!

"Lu Shuyao!"

"What the hell do you think you are!"

"For thousands of years, you've been ordering me around, and now you still act so high and mighty. Who do you think you are? From now on, we have nothing to do with each other. Don't ever send me another message!"

After his furious outburst, Pei Songhe crushed the jade slip on the spot!

"Phew!"

He let out a long breath of relief, feeling immensely relieved!

Pei Songhe steadied his mind and continued to smile as he prepared the tea, completely ignoring everything else. It was as if the teapot before him was now his entire world!

Witnessing the entire scene.

Sa Donglai didn't say another word.

He was a ruthless character and had already figured out most of the situation.

Pei Songhe, with his extraordinary cultivation, could still decisively show his stance. With such awareness, he was indeed a remarkable figure, worthy of serving the sir alongside him.

With a nod and a smile, Sa Donglai took out his treasured Snow Lake ice water.

The two, both well-versed in the art of tea, worked together seamlessly, like old friends who had known each other for years.

Before long.

A pot of fragrant tea was ready, its aroma wafting through the speeding airship, bringing a sense of joy. Laughter and conversation resumed, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

In the distance, the shadow of an island shrouded in black mist came into view.