Chapter 51: Tea
Su Mo has always been wearing the clothes of Ziyang Escort Agency.
This kind of clothing is often mainly tight-fitting, with the words "Zi Yang" embroidered between the cuffs of both hands.
There was no need for him to carry a flag as he was escorting the caravan alone, so the words embroidered on his sleeves were a way of introducing himself.
At this moment, the gentleman with a dog-oil beard saw him and asked him about his origins with a smile.
"I dare not."
Su Mo waved his hand slightly: "My ancestors were fortunate enough to become disciples of Zi Yang. After they completed their training and came down the mountain, they opened an escort agency."
"Zi Yang Escort Agency!?"
The gentleman's jade-like expression on the man with a dog-oil beard moved slightly.
The monk also stopped chanting, his eyes opened a little, a faint gleam of light flashed, but then he closed them instantly.
The woman had nothing to do and was fiddling with the teacup lid out of boredom.
After hearing the words "Zi Yang Escort Agency", he looked at Su Mo with a little surprise.
The corners of his mouth were raised, but it seemed like a smile.
Yang Xiaoyun couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw this.
She looked at all the people in the hall, and no matter how she looked at them, they did not seem to be ordinary people.
The two swordsmen were silent and motionless, just like knives and axes, yet their sword aura was contained but not released, with a faint edge emerging.
The reckless man named Wang may seem reckless, but in this world, if you only judge people by appearance, it is not as simple as losing Zi Yu.
And that scholar...seemed ordinary, yet he was definitely extraordinary.
The atmosphere in the hall was weird, but this man slept peacefully in this environment. If he wasn't very skilled and courageous, he might be a little stupid... But among those who hang around in this world, those who were stupid have already died.
If I have to say, the people who are most confusing to Yang Xiaoyun are the monk, the woman, and the gentleman with a dog-oil beard.
But they didn't expect that after the words "Zi Yang Escort Agency" came out, the expressions of these three people changed.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Su Mo, feeling a little worried.
But after taking a look, he relaxed.
Su Mo had a smile on his face, looking calm and composed, with his own demeanor.
When I thought about his performance along the way, I felt much more at ease.
"It's the Ziyang Escort Agency."
Su Mo smiled: "Have you heard of it, Senior?"
"…I have heard a little bit about it. I have heard a little bit about it."
The gentleman with a dog-oil beard smiled, revealing a mouthful of big yellow teeth.
But the woman suddenly said, "Boy, I know you."
"oh?"
Su Mo seemed stunned, then asked: "Senior, do you know me?"
"The Ziyang Escort Agency was very famous in the past. I wouldn't say that everyone in the East Wasteland knew you , but you were well-known. Unfortunately... each generation is worse than the previous one, and by your generation, you've almost become a joke."
When she said this, she looked at Su Mo and said softly: "Boy, I don't know how you got here, but listen to my advice, this place is not for you to come, leave early to avoid disaster."
As soon as these words came out, almost everyone in the hall, except the monk, looked at her.
"Huh...what? Can't you say that?"
The woman smiled coldly, with a dangerous gleam in her eyes.
"Yes, yes."
Dog Oil Hu smiled lightly, opened his folding fan with a click, and fanned it twice: "However, this statement is groundless. You can refute it. We are visiting Yuliu Villa at the right time. With Yuliu Jianxin in charge, how could Yuliu Villa become a place of disaster?"
The woman squinted her eyes and glanced at the man with a fat beard, then looked at Su Mo: "Boy, think about it carefully."
After that, no more words.
But at this moment, Su Mo knew that everyone in the hall, except the scholar, was feeling unstable.
If the woman said one more word, the situation would probably turn into chaos in the blink of an eye.
Su Mo sensed something, and how could Yang Xiaoyun ignore it? However, she was also able to keep her composure, sitting quietly, and even picked up the teacup and gently skimmed the tea leaves on it.
Then Su Mo smiled and said, "I appreciate your kindness, senior. But this time, I have something to present to Master Liu. Once I'm done, I'll turn around and leave without stopping."
"what ever."
The woman closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to say another word.
"dart?"
After hearing this, the dog oil beard took a look at the box that Su Mo carried with him: "Interesting...but I don't know what this dart is? Can you show it to me?"
"I'm afraid that won't work."
Su Mo shook his head slightly.
"Whatever, whatever. We all know the rules of the escort business. The escort must be carried with us at all times and must not be shown to others."
That dog oily Hu laughed, fanned himself gently with his folding fan, and glanced at Su Mo: "Little brother, you have come all the way here, I offer you a cup of tea."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly shook his fan, and the cup of tea on the table next to him flew away and headed straight for Su Mo.
It's called "respect", but where is the respect at all?
Yang Xiaoyun's eyes flashed, and he put his palm on the table, ready to attack, but Su Mo gently pressed on the back of his hand.
Her heart trembled, and Su Mo's hand on the back of her hand was naturally powerless.
But for some reason, all of a sudden, he couldn't use all his martial arts skills.
There was a vague indescribable feeling running through her body, making it impossible for her to exert any strength.
Yang Xiaoyun was shocked and angry, and was even more horrified in his heart: "I... am I poisoned without knowing it? If so, how is Xiaomo?"
When he looked up, he saw the cup of tea swirling in front of Su Mo.
The teacup was spinning rapidly in the air, but not a drop of tea leaked out. This Gouyouhu claimed that he was a gentleman like jade, and there was public opinion as to how he was doing. However, he used his martial arts to great effect.
If Su Mo rashly reached out to take the cup of tea, not to mention that the man's internal force contained in the teacup would injure him.
Even if Su Mo had magical powers to protect him and could ignore the internal force, the rapidly rotating tea would spray all over his head and face the moment it stopped, making him lose face.
"Thank you, senior."
Su Mo laughed out loud, and with the movement of his five fingers, he performed the Kai Yang San Shou technique, and his clumsy but skillful fingertips lightly swept across the teacup.
The force was so powerful that it made the cup of tea one foot in front of him suddenly spin endlessly, but none of the tea inside was leaked.
He held the teacup with one hand to prevent it from falling to the ground, and smiled softly:
"Although it is said that one should not refuse a gift from an elder, the rules of the martial arts world do not allow elders to offer respect to the younger. Please forgive me for not daring to accept it. I will offer you a cup in return!"
While Su Mo was speaking, he extended his hand, with his palm facing the teacup.
The internal force was flowing in and out just right, and the teacup flew like an arrow from a bow, heading straight for the gentleman with a dog-oil beard.
Its speed and power were far beyond Gouyouhu's expectations.
I was so horrified that I didn't dare to take it head-on.
At this moment, he didn't care about the demeanor of a senior or the gentleman like jade. He just threw the folding fan in his hand away.
With a loud bang, the folding fan and the teacup suddenly collided in mid-air, and the teacup instantly shattered into pieces.
Su Mo's move was too fast, and Gouyou Hu was caught off guard. By the time the teacup broke, it was too late. He turned his head to avoid the flying pieces of the teacup, but ultimately failed to avoid the full cup of tea that had been swirling for a long time.
In an instant, his head and face were sprayed with it.
