"Damn it, this is definitely a haunted house!"
"My name is Ye Buxiu, and I am the owner of this courtyard. What are you doing here?"
Ye Buxiu introduced himself first, looking at the two people who were stunned.
I never expected the system to be so powerful; it could actually make someone demented.
“My name is Master Hu, and this is my son, Hu Lai. We have offended you by mistake by entering your home. Please forgive us.”
Although the person in front of you is an ordinary person, how could anyone living here be an ordinary person?
Hu Gong apologized to Ye Buxiu in a proper and respectful manner.
"Um...no need for that."
Ye Buxiu helped him up.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the courtyard completely dissipated.
When Hu Gong got up and looked around, although the layout was somewhat unfamiliar, it did indeed resemble an ancient courtyard.
Moreover, the terrifying atmosphere from before completely disappeared the moment the boy helped him up.
This must be a hidden powerhouse.
They might be even more amazing than those two from before!
Oh, and he also said he was the owner of this place!
Hu Gong suddenly realized what was happening.
This person is not to be trifled with!
How did you get here?
Ye Buxiu has a habit of getting up early to brew a pot of tea, and he was already brewing tea when he got up just now.
After inviting the two to sit down, he took out a teapot from the house and poured them tea to calm their nerves.
"We are antique appraisers."
Seeing Ye Buxiu's enthusiasm, Hu Gong revealed the truth about his trip. He also took the opportunity to tell him about the hardships he had endured since entering this profession.
"I see, your job must be really tough!"
After listening to his description, Ye Buxiu picked up his teacup and took a small sip.
"you do not say."
Hu Gong was deeply moved and, imitating Ye Buxiu, took a sip of tea.
"Holy crap."
He was stunned again.
This tea is even more potent than the fairy fruit from before. What's with this heaven-defying spiritual power? I feel like it's forcing me to absorb it!
Hu Gong quickly drank a few more sips, overjoyed. This was no haunted house at all.
This is clearly paradise!
Hu Gong put down his teacup and slowly savored the blissful feeling.
When Ye Buxiu saw that he had left half of the tea on the table, he assumed that a tea connoisseur had arrived and immediately refilled the tea for him.
"Thank you, senior!"
When encountering a master, one should address them as a senior; Master Hu was by no means confused.
He took the teacup and downed it in one gulp.
Feel it again...
Several dark lines flashed across Ye Buxiu's face.
Could this guy be from the Ancient Desolate Continent?
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