The Murong Family's expression was ugly.
Had they really gone to all this trouble just to listen to a master and disciple discuss tea drinking?
After a long while, Qu Tan'er also drank a cup of tea.
The Murong Family finally managed to calm down.
"Clan Leader Mo, about what happened today," an elder by Murong Jun's side began to speak.
"Ah, about that matter, guests should be treated as such. You should settle your issues first, and when you're done, then it'll be our Mo Clan's turn." Mo Yifeng smiled indifferently, the sharpness in his eyes completely concealed as he slowly shifted sideways, to a blue-clothed young man who had been silent up till that moment. The Murong Family wasn't much of an issue, but this young man was the key point.
Murong Jun frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Why not ask me directly?" Qu Tan'er picked up the conversation.
"Lady, my name is Murong Jun. May I inquire as to your name and which family you hail from?"
