Chapter 198 Don't Care

Leng Youran was daydreaming when he accidentally bumped into a cultivator walking towards him. The collision brought Leng Youran back to his senses instantly, and he saw that a female cultivator in red was staggering after being bumped by her. Leng Youran quickly stepped forward and apologized, "I'm sorry, I was a little distracted just now, I'm sorry to have bumped into you.

I wonder if this sister is alright? "Han Xiu'er was walking and talking with her eldest brother. She was getting excited when someone bumped into her and she stumbled. Just as she was about to lose her temper, she heard a gentle female voice. She stood firm and looked across. She saw that the female cultivator opposite her had skin as white as snow, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water. When she looked around, she had a kind of elegant and noble temperament that made people feel fascinated, ashamed of themselves, and dared not offend her.

She just apologized to her solemnly, which made her feel a little good about him when they first met, and she couldn't get angry even if she was bumped into.

He smiled lightly and said cheerfully, "It's okay, don't worry about it." Leng Youran felt very comfortable hearing this cheerful voice. Looking at the cheerful female cultivator opposite, she said gently, "Sister, I accidentally bumped into you just now. How about I treat you to tea?" Han Xiuer thought that there was nothing to worry about, so she looked at her eldest brother to try to get his opinion. Han Kou glanced at Leng Youran and saw that her eyes were clear and had no malice, so he nodded to indicate his agreement. Leng Youran then noticed the man standing next to Han Xiuer. He was wearing a crescent-white brocade robe that was tailored to his body. He was thin and tall, and walked lightly. He was like a jade tree and orchid, bright and clear, indescribably noble and elegant, like a poem or a painting. People who saw her couldn't help but want to get closer, but the male cultivators around Leng Youran were all very handsome, so she just glanced at them and nodded politely, then turned around and went to talk to Han Xiuer. The three of them came to a famous restaurant in Huocheng and directly asked the waiter for a private room on the second floor. While waiting for the dishes to be served, Leng Youran took out a box of Lingwu Tea from her storage ring to express her apology, and took out a set of tea sets to start making tea.

After the spiritual liquid was boiled, it was poured into the teacup. After a set of procedures, the private room was suddenly filled with the lingering fragrance of tea, which made the cultivators who smelled it shudder all over. At the same time, Han Kou and his sister who were sitting at the table were shocked all over. Han Xiuer and her eldest brother exchanged glances, and finally Han Xiuer asked, "My name is Han Xiuer, and this is my eldest brother. I wonder what your sister should call you." Leng Youran brought the teacup to the two of them and said gently, "Hello, Sister Han, hello, Brother Han, my name is Leng Youran, Brother Han, Sister Han, have some tea." Han Xiuer smiled and picked up the teacup and took a sip. As soon as the tea entered her mouth, Han Xiuer immediately raised her eyebrows and looked at her eldest brother with a smile. The two exchanged glances, "Brother, didn't you say that this spiritual mist tea is only available in Beicang Continent? How come it is available here?" Han Kou also took a sip of tea with a somewhat gloomy look in his eyes. He looked at his sister opposite and replied "Don't jump to conclusions without asking clearly." Han Xiu'er rolled her eyes and asked Leng Youran with a smile, "Sister Youran, I will call you like this from now on. You don't have to call me Sister Han. Just call me Sister Xiu'er!" Leng Youran nodded in agreement. Han Xiu'er said, "Sister Youran, I have a question for you. I hope you don't mind." Leng Youran smiled slightly and said gently, "Sister Xiu'er, you can just say it. I will definitely tell you if I know." Han Xiu'er was a cheerful person and she didn't hesitate to speak directly, "Sister Youran, where did you get this tea? To be honest, my brother got a box from a friend before, so..." She paused here and felt a little embarrassed. Leng Youran was indeed shocked by her words. She looked up at Han Xiu'er in surprise and asked her with a little excitement in her voice! "Sister Xiu'er, you said that Brother Han had obtained Lingwu Tea before. I wonder if you can take it out and let me see it." As she said this, she looked at them eagerly. Han Kou looked at the little girl in front of him and felt that she looked familiar. Seeing her anxious look, he took out a spiritual wooden box from the storage ring, put it on the table and slowly pushed it over. Leng Youran's eyes lit up when the spiritual wooden box appeared. This was a spiritual wooden box produced by his space and specially used to store Lingwu Tea, because there was a tea pattern engraved on the box.

Holding the box, her eyes gradually became moist. This was the one she gave to her father, because there was a small lightning engraved on the corner of the box. You know, all the Lingwu tea she gave away had various marks on them, such as her father's was the mark of lightning, her grandfather's was the mark of auspicious clouds, her mother's was the mark of lily of the valley, her brother's was the mark of flame, her cousin's was a small sword, and the rest were just tea leaves with no special marks, so she reacted so strongly when she saw this spiritual wooden box.

Han Kou was a little surprised when he saw the female cultivator's somewhat out-of-control behavior. Could it be that she knew Fellow Daoist Leng? No, this little girl's surname was Leng, and she looked a bit like Fellow Daoist Leng. Could they be related? So he looked at this little girl with a puzzled look in his eyes.

Leng Youran also felt a little embarrassed when seeing Han Kou's eyes. He suppressed his excitement and looked up to ask Han Kou, "Brother Han, I don't know where you got this spiritual tea. Would you mind telling me?" Han Kou smiled slightly and began to explain, "I got this when I was out for training. Um! It was given to me by a Taoist friend from Beicang Continent." Leng Youran immediately interrupted and asked anxiously, "Brother Han, is that person's surname Leng?" Han Kou nodded, thought for a while, and added, "According to Taoist friend Leng, these spiritual teas were cultivated by his daughter." Leng Youran's tears flowed down. Seeing the stunned looks of the brother and sister opposite, she felt a little embarrassed. Seeing Han Xiu'er getting anxious, she quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears and explained to them, "If I'm not mistaken, the person Brother Han met at that time was my father. I am a disciple of Xuantian Sect from Beicang Continent. I came to Dongming by accident, but I was lucky to find a family for my father." Han Xiu'er just felt that this was fate! However, when she heard his last name was Leng, she asked one more question, "Sister Youran, the Leng family you mentioned is a third-rate family." Leng Youran nodded and poured a cup of tea for them. Seeing that Han Xiu'er still seemed to be hesitant to speak, she chuckled and asked, "Sister Xiu'er, just say whatever you want to say." Han Xiu'er had long wanted to ask Leng Youran how she could directly recognize that this was her father's spiritual tea. "Sister Youran, how did you recognize that this was your father's spiritual tea!" Leng Youran smiled and pointed to the corner of the box to show her, "Sister Xiu'er, look, there is a lightning mark here. The lightning mark is what I gave to my father. The things I prepare for my relatives have their own marks." Then he took out two spiritual wooden boxes from the space.

Pointing to a box, he said to her, "Look, this is what I prepared for Daddy. Here is a mark of thunder and lightning. This one is for friends. There is no mark here." Han Xiuer took the two spirit wooden boxes and looked at them carefully. Sure enough, the two spirit wooden boxes were different. There was a small thunder and lightning engraved on the corner of one spirit wooden box. She picked up her brother's one and looked at it. The two spirit wooden boxes were exactly the same.

Han Kou, having already believed Leng Youran's identity after looking at the several spirit wood boxes, seemed to have to change their plans. He had previously gotten along well with Fellow Daoist Leng, and knowing someone was targeting the Leng family, he couldn't just ignore it. He would help them and prevent them from suffering too much loss.