Princess Against the World

"But... Third Young Master, they seem to be different in terms of their clothes and cultivation! How can they be members of the same organization?"

"So I asked you to refill your water!"

Ling Luoyu tapped the kettle lightly.

The clear voice was quite clear in the inn, attracting the attention of several people around.

Feng Chenglin smiled and picked up the teapot: "Refill the water..."

What tricks can be produced by adding water?

Can it be possible to find out the origins of these people? ?

On the counter in front of the stove, a man who looked like a servant was dozing on his stomach.

After being awakened by Feng Chenglin's knocking sound, he frowned in displeasure: "What's the matter?"

"Refill water..."

"You don't have long hands, can't you pour it by yourself?"

The boy didn't treat Feng Chenglin as a guest at all. He showed no shame from beginning to end and pointed at the stove angrily.

"Isn't the kettle sitting on the stove?"

Feng Chenglin suppressed the fire, looking like a tortured Yakuza, and smiled: "...Brother, I just want some tea..."

"...You still want to drink tea?"

The waiter glared at him impatiently, then bent under the counter and took out a handful of thick tea leaves.

"I don't have good tea here, only big leaf tea. If you are not used to it, just go out and walk west. After two intersections, there is a tea shop with fine and high-quality tea!"

"Thank you, brother!"

Feng Chenglin smiled like a dog, fetched boiling water from the stove, filled the teapot, and walked back to the table, his smile instantly fading.

Ling Luoyu smiled without saying anything, turned over a clean white porcelain tea cup, and pushed it in front of Feng Chenglin.

He glanced around, and while pouring water, he turned his head for a moment.

"Third Young Master, the owner of this inn is not simple!"

"Where to begin?"

"The waiter of an ordinary inn, after meeting so many people in the world, would be frightened to death even if he was not frightened to death. At the very least, he would serve these people with trepidation, but what about us!"

Feng Chenglin poured himself a cup of hot tea and looked sideways at the counter with a smile on his face.

"Look at him, he ignores the customers in the store and doesn't entertain them. When the customers ask for something, he doesn't have a good face..."

"Does this mean that the owner of this inn is not simple?"

"Of course! Only when the master is powerful enough, will the people below be so arrogant!"

Feng Chenglin understands the principle of both prosperity and loss!

"Moreover, after being criticized, no one dared to protest. It seemed that being choked was a natural thing. Therefore, I concluded that the owner of this inn has an extraordinary identity!"

He took a breath and suddenly looked at the kettle.

"Third Young Master, you asked me to refill the water...are you just using me to confirm that things are what you think?"

With Ling Luoyu's mind, he must have noticed these things a long time ago and would not wait for him to evaluate them again.

"I'm not sure whether we mistakenly entered a meeting within another sect, or whether it was a call set by a big shot, so I let you try the water!"

Ling Luoyu turned the tea cup, his eyes slightly evil, looking in the direction of the second floor.

"Now I can confirm that this is a summons set by a big shot!"

Feng Chenglin didn't expect it to have such a profound meaning, and he was confused about the point for a moment: "How are you sure that...some big shot summoned them here?"

"Because that boy doesn't even know you!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What kind of discovery is this? ?