Chapter 1120: Chapter 270: Ninth Master’s Seven Pots of Tea (Part 1) [ten thousand words]_4

"For now, that’s all."

Fang Che smiled sheepishly.

"Then let’s move on to the question of the second pot of tea."

Dongfang Sansan smiled faintly, placed the tea leaves, washed the tea, woke the tea, then poured water, brewed the tea, swirled the tea, returned the tea, and served the tea.

The slightly brownish-yellow tea poured into the cup.

The fragrance of the tea rose, and Fang Che felt his mind clear.

"This pot of tea is also Yan Nan’s."

Dongfang Sansan chuckled, "Yan Nan’s oolong tea. Today, among these seven teas... five of them are plucked from Yan Nan’s."

He smiled mischievously, seemingly quite pleased with himself.

But suddenly, Fang Che felt a pang of blockage in his heart, almost unable to breathe.

Because these teas don’t exist on the Guardian Continent!

And Ninth lord had plucked these teas, if not for today’s conversation, he wouldn’t have taken a sip at all!

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Fang Che’s voice trembled slightly, forcing a smile, "It seems Ninth lord and Vice Sect Master Yan Nan truly sympathize with each other. This is indeed a case of heroes cherishing heroes."

Dongfang Sansan listened attentively to his words.

Ever since he arrived here, Dongfang Sansan has been listening very seriously to everything Fang Che said.

He showed great attention.

Even with undivided focus.

After listening, he chuckled and said, "What can I say, you put it right. Yan Nan is indeed a person of great talent and bold vision; if one has to categorize him, he is somewhere between a hero and a schemer."

"Yan Nan’s scheming, wisdom, sophistication, strategic planning, martial power... are all top-notch."

"Do not underestimate this person just because Yan Nan and the Wei Wo Zheng Sect seem to be led by the nose by us these years, because sometimes, when the grandest trend is in front, he has to go with it. Even if he knows it’s my arrangement, he must follow through, as not doing so would result in even graver mistakes."

"In the face of grand trends, Yan Nan has never been stubborn... no matter how I pressured him."

When Dongfang Sansan spoke of Yan Nan, his voice carried an indescribable gravity, "Just from this point, you can realize how terrifying he is."

Fang Che was puzzled at first, but after a moment of thought, he understood.

Because, for anyone in a high position, they are unwilling to act according to the arrangements of others. It’s a matter of pride, and more so a common flaw of superiors.

But Yan Nan can curb this flaw, thereby making fewer mistakes, which is already very commendable.

"You’re now asking about Yan Nan, coinciding precisely with our second pot of tea question."

Dongfang Sansan said, "During this time, you should have gained some understanding of the highest echelons of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect. So the second pot of tea is about how you view these high-ranking individuals of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect? Even if you only know about one of them, try to express your insights."

He chuckled softly and said, "Because you also know I’m here to give you a lesson, and the reason to first listen to you is to teach according to your aptitude."

Fang Che’s face grew more solemn.

Ninth lord was merely chatting during the first pot of tea.

But this second pot of tea had become a lesson.

The difference in phrasing showed an obvious distinction. Fang Che felt that if he remained oblivious to this, it would mean his mind had stopped working.

"I don’t know much about the high-ranking members of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect."

Fang Che said frankly, "At most, I’ve only heard snippets from people’s conversations. I’ve only seen Yan Nan and other high-ranking individuals from afar during a friendship battle of the younger generation, and I’ve met Bi Changhong twice."

"Regarding these high-ranking figures, I basically know nothing, so I won’t voice my opinions. Ninth lord, please instruct directly, I will cherish this opportunity to learn."

Fang Che sat up straight.

Appearing infinitely earnest and ready to listen.

"Do not be so serious."

Dongfang Sansan almost broke into laughter, "Have a cup of tea first. Don’t waste the opportunity."

"Yes." Fang Che lifted his cup and drank it all.

"This question, looking at it now, seems premature. However, after we part this time, the next meeting may be unimaginably far off. So I must clarify this for you. That’s one point." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Dongfang Sansan slowly said, "Secondly... with your new position, your vision and scope need to expand... moving forward, you will no longer be confined to one area. You may have many opportunities to come into contact with the higher echelons of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect. But these are peculiar characters, handling them poorly will significantly impact your undercover mission. So you must know in advance."

"Thirdly... in your current work..."

Dongfang Sansan pondered for a moment, finding no better word, he smiled, "You’re a bit hasty... In simple terms, too rough."

A wave of exasperation washed over Fang Che.

"Therefore, I must let you know about the formidable nature of future enemies. This will help you conduct your affairs more... smoothly. Do not think that having the Five Spirits Gu on you makes you invincible. Such a mindset... is absolutely unacceptable!"

Dongfang Sansan said, "So... do you understand?"

Fang Che nodded vigorously, like a pecking chicken.

Too rough...

Ah, I heard those three words again.

Dongfang Sansan raised the teapot and poured more tea for him. Fang Che didn’t dare to move but felt as if he sat on pins and needles.

Restless.

So disrespectful! Unbearable indeed.

But Dongfang Sansan did not permit him to move, so he could not.

Because he knew that although Ninth lord had never displayed his martial prowess, he was probably no match...

"Regarding the Wei Wo Zheng Sect Leader Dongzhen Xinghe, and Vice Sect Master No. 1 Tuo Tian Shou Feng Du, since they are not present, let’s put them aside for now and start with Yan Nan."