Yongye Teahouse, where Li Zhong and Lu Ling first worked for Emperor Jiu, is also the current headquarters of Guimen.
"Excuse me, are you planning to listen to an opera or have tea? If you want to listen to an opera, it's in this hall. If you want to have tea, please go to our second floor."
Seeing a new customer coming, the waiter hurried forward and introduced two places in the teahouse to him.
"Waiter! Do you have any wine?"
After the down-and-out scholar entered the teahouse, he ignored what the waiter said, but asked if there was any wine!
Hearing the question from the down-and-out scholar, the waiter paused slightly.
Then, he said apologetically, "I'm sorry, but we have everything at the Eternal Night Tea House except this wine!"
"Really? There's no wine? I came all the way here just because I heard there's a very delicious wine in Fengyu City."
"Legend has it that this wine is fresh and elegant, and just a sip can purify the soul and calm the mind."
"They told me that it was in your Evernight Teahouse. I came here just for the wine, so how could it be out of stock?"
The down-and-out scholar looked a little impatient, tapping the ground with his feet.
"Don't worry, sir. After listening to your introduction, I think you are talking about the Evernight Tea in our Evernight Teahouse!"
"Eternal Night Tea? No, that's not right. I'm looking for wine, not tea!"
The down-and-out scholar shook his head suddenly. He firmly believed that what he was looking for was wine!
"Oh, sir, I really didn't lie to you. Many people have come here looking for this kind of wine, but they are actually talking about Eternal Night Tea."
"Oh, how am I supposed to explain this to you!"
Looking at the down-and-out scholar with a look of disbelief, the waiter stomped his feet on the ground in a hurry.
"Humph! You guys just think I'm a poor scholar with no money."
"I don't think the wine made by people like you is any better. It's better not to drink it!"
The down-and-out scholar flicked his sleeves and turned away angrily.
Late at night, midnight.
A furtive figure appeared at the door of Yongye Teahouse.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
“Crack!”
“Come in quickly!”
"Ghost Gate's Ghost Envoy Tu Xiaoer, here to meet the Deputy Sect Leader!"
Seeing the token in Sikong Nan's hand, Tu Xiaoer knew that the person the deputy sect leader had been waiting for had finally arrived!
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