Chapter Twelve: A Cup of Tea as a Price



They decided to continue their journey to Shangyang, but instead of handing Youyou over to the government to help her contact her relatives, they changed their plan to help her contact the immortal sects to find out which sect she belonged to.

After some explanation, Yin Fan and Lin Feng reached a temporary reconciliation and insisted on bringing their teammates along, determined to go to Shangyang with them. After all, escorting a noble lady was already a great honor, and this time they were escorting a female cultivator. Not to mention receiving even a few bits of guidance that would benefit them for a lifetime, it would be enough for them to brag about for the rest of their lives.

The more Yin Fan thought about it, the more he felt he couldn't let this opportunity slip by. He seized the chance to get close to You You and take the opportunity to promote himself.

"Immortal Master, are you tired? Are you thirsty? Would you like something to drink?" He picked up an exquisitely crafted water bag and handed it to him. "I have the famous Refreshing Tea from the capital, which is the best for quenching thirst. Would you like to try some?"

Youyou was indeed a little thirsty, and smiled habitually, "Okay!"

Yin Fan was shocked, his face instantly turning bright red. His previously calm heart began to pound wildly, and his trembling hands almost dropped the water bag being handed to him. The immortal had actually smiled at him... smiled! Ahhhhhh!!!

(/≧ω\)

You You didn't notice anything amiss, and simply took the water bag, took a sip, and found it indeed refreshing and thirst-quenching, even with a slightly sweet aftertaste. "Hey, you're right, this tea is really quite delicious, thank you!"

"No...no...you're welcome!" Yin Fan took a few deep breaths before regaining some composure, pressing down on his wildly beating heart. "If you like it, that's all that matters! Drink as much as you want, I...I...I still have some more."

His eyes burned even brighter as he watched her drink the entire water pouch in one gulp. He felt a surge of emotion, his heart overflowing with gratitude. What a wonderful girl! How could mortal tea compare to the spiritual tea of ​​a cultivator? She was simply kind-hearted and didn't want to offend him.

Women are born noble, and he hadn't seen many women since childhood, let alone female cultivators. He had never met one as kind and easygoing as her before. No wonder that old-fashioned Lin Fengzi was willing to break his vow to send her to Shangyang City.

Yin Fan clenched his fist, his eyes slowly hardening. He took a deep breath and spoke with a serious expression.

"Master You, may I ask you a question?"

"What?"

"What do you think of... me... us hunters?"

"That's great!" Youyou blurted out. They're all good brothers, after all.

"Then..." Yin Fan's eyes lit up with joy, and he blurted out, "Does the young lady have a Daoist partner? How many husbands do you have in your room? What are your requirements? Do you think I'm suitable? Actually, as long as the number doesn't exceed ten, I'm fine with anything!"

puff……

Youyou spat out a mouthful of tea.

So this is a cup of tea for prostitution!

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