He Lan Tianxia

"Take away the wine," said Prince Murong.

"Serve tea," the pavilion master said.

Ten teacups were neatly arranged on the table. The first fireball guard picked up the first pot of fragrant tea with both hands, poured half a cup of tea into each cup, and then slashed at the cup with a gust of wind, causing the cup to tilt and the tea to spill half its contents. The second fireball guard picked up the second pot of fragrant tea with both hands, poured half a cup of tea into each cup, and then slashed at the cup with a gust of wind, causing the cup to tilt and the tea to spill half its contents. The third fireball guard picked up the third pot of fragrant tea with both hands, poured half a cup of tea into each cup, and then slashed at the cup with a gust of wind, causing the cup to tilt and the tea to spill half its contents. The fourth…

After the ten fireball guards finished pouring, all the cups were exactly seven-tenths full. Then, the pavilion master's fireball guard brought out a jade lotus pot. This pot of fragrant tea was not poured in one go like before, but rather each cup was dipped lightly, like raindrops, so that the tea was poured into each cup and each cup was eight-tenths full. As soon as this tea was poured, the fragrance of osmanthus and orchid filled the whole boat.

"This tea has been prepared by warming the cups, adding the tea leaves, shaking to release the aroma, waking the tea, brewing, pouring the tea, and serving it before serving. Your Highness, please go first!" the pavilion master said politely.

Prince Murong frowned, not touching his tea, but looking quite dissatisfied. Yan'er noticed this and quickly picked up a cup of tea, smelling it. "Mmm, it smells so good. Brother Pavilion Master, please offer it to your brother-in-law."

The Pavilion Master suddenly realized that Prince Murong did not like his form of address. Although he was reluctant, the Pavilion Master still respectfully accepted the teacup from Princess Yan'er and presented it with both hands, saying, "Brother-in-law, please."

Hehe, Murong Junlan was pleased with himself. He took the teacup in one hand and gulped it down in one go. He couldn't help but praise the refreshingly cool sensation:

"Good tea, good tea."

The pavilion master smiled slightly and said, "Good tea should be savored slowly; its aroma will become even more enchanting."

"Do you think I don't know?" Murong Junlan was secretly delighted. The fact that he drank the tea so quickly meant he was acknowledging Murong Junlan's position as brother-in-law. The ceremony was over, and Murong Junlan's position as brother-in-law was now clear. Fine, Murong Junlan would certainly drink his fill from now on. This jealous prince, finally savoring his tea with a sense of satisfaction, began to sip it slowly. His contented expression made Yan'er and the Pavilion Master beside him forget to even drink their tea.

This cup of iced lotus tea was indeed the best tea Prince Murong had ever tasted. If he wasn't mistaken, this tea was perfectly compatible with his current internal energy, creating a harmonious balance. A surge of energy rose within him, and his internal strength seemed to advance several levels in an instant. His body also felt much lighter, which was quite miraculous.

After finishing his tea, the Pavilion Master suddenly waved his hand, and the Fireball Guard took out a cloth bag. The Pavilion Master took it and looked inside, immediately becoming displeased. He turned to the Fireball Guard, stretched out his hand, and said, "Give it to me." The Fireball Guard immediately knelt before the Pavilion Master and refused to move. The Pavilion Master raised his hand to strike, but Yan'er just in time blocked it. Fearing that Princess Yan'er would be hurt, the Pavilion Master immediately withdrew his strength.

"Give it to me," the Pavilion Master commanded the guard, Fireball. His face was filled with displeasure; how dare a mere guard defy him. Taking advantage of Princess Yan'er's inattention, the Pavilion Master slapped the guard again. The force of his palm strike was so fast and ruthless that both Murong Junlan and Yan'er felt a chill run down their spines, but they did not stop him. After all, it was a matter within the Lihentian Pavilion, and it was not appropriate to interfere.

The Fireball Guard swayed slightly, but still knelt upright. The Pavilion Master raised his hand again, and all the Fireball Guards present immediately knelt down. Everyone shouted in unison:

"Master, if you give all the precious water to the guests, we will swear to never comply."

"You guys are really too bold, ignoring even what I say?"

"Sect Master—" The fireballs actually joined hands to stop them, saying in unison, "If the Sect Master gives away all the precious water to others today, we will never agree to it."

"You...you've rebelled?" The sect leader was furious.