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As far as the eye can see, there is a vast expanse of green farmland and lush pine forests. Yin Luo closes her eyes, inhales the scent of nature, and takes a deep breath, saying, "Anywhere is fine except for Exiled Nation and Moon Cherry Dynasty."
The horse gallops away, and the handsome young man, with a tall and elegant posture, rides gracefully in the gentle breeze, his clothes fluttering, exuding charm.
It is a lively and friendly little town. Even before the sun rises, the townsfolk have already begun their busy day.
Early-rising vendors shout on the streets, the crisp sound of drums ringing like clear silver bells. Yin Luo, dressed in black and wearing a silver half-mask that covers half her face, leans against the window, listening to the sounds outside, feeling that this moment is quite wonderful.
A man walks in slowly from outside. He wears a blue long robe, looking like a typical young master. Holding a folding fan with a landscape painting, he sits down in front of Yin Luo and says softly, "Fenghua City has fallen. Prince Qing is missing. The forces from Xiyu are waiting for an opportunity but were stopped at Ganlin. Faced with Exiled Nation's two hundred thousand elite troops, King Huai of Xiyu had no choice but to retreat. For now, both countries are temporarily at peace, but what will happen next is uncertain."
Yin Luo plays with a teacup in her hand. After Qin Liu Yan finishes reporting, she lifts the cup to her lips and takes a sip of fragrant tea, asking, "He really has no news?"
Qin Liu Yan shakes his head. "After the battle, there has been no trace of him. The one leading the troops now is Thirteenth Master, known as King Han Mu Yunzhe."
"Poisonous Snake?"
"Yes. Among Former Emperor's more than ten children, he is one of the few who can match Prince Qing. Although King Qing has exceptional talent, he does not care for court affairs and has always focused on medicine and serving Prince Qing. This King Han has established his own faction and has always been at odds with Prince Qing."
Upon hearing this, Yin Luo takes a long time to understand something and nods slightly. "So that's how it is..."
"Young Master, what should we do now?"
Yin Luo raises her head; the silver mask shines brightly in the sunlight. "Do nothing at all. Find a place with good feng shui and live freely from now on!"
Qin Liu Yan's eyes flicker as he looks at her but says nothing.
"Damn it! This private room in Cui Xian Lou has always been my family's territory! Where did this outsider come from to cause trouble?"
The sudden commotion attracts everyone's attention in the teahouse. Yin Luo looks up to see a burly man arguing with two men in plain shirts. It’s unclear what caused the conflict earlier, but suddenly they seem to be at odds. The strong man slams the table in anger; his roar can be heard throughout the entire teahouse.
"Please calm down, Young Master Yuan!" The shopkeeper hurriedly stepped forward to mediate the dispute, saying, "Master Qin, our establishment has other private rooms available, not just the Tianzi room. I can take you there right away."
"What other private rooms? Zhao San'er, are you tired of living? You know my master's identity; how could any room other than the Tianzi room be worthy of him? Do you believe I won't destroy your tea house in a moment and make you unable to stay in this small town? Go! Bring the people from the Tianzi room out for me; I will have that room today!"
Behind the man, a young man in a white robe, handsome yet arrogant, was fanning himself with a folding fan, allowing his subordinate to stir up trouble without restraint.
The shopkeeper Zhao San'er had no choice but to repeatedly agree and approached the two men in plain robes, saying, "Gentlemen, the Tianzi room has always been reserved for Young Master Yuan..."
"Shopkeeper, don't say that the person coming is just a young brat; even if it were the Emperor himself, we wouldn't allow it." The two men in plain robes were extremely indifferent, their gazes dismissively sweeping over Young Master Yuan behind the man. This successfully angered him; he kicked a nearby table aside and shouted, "You little brat, are you tired of living? Fine, if you won't let us in, let's see how I deal with you!"
As he spoke, he swung his arm and aimed a punch at one of the men in plain robes. However, before his fist could reach its target, the man caught it mid-air. With a flick of his hand, a scream echoed throughout the building. Then, with a firm grip, he yanked forward. The man was pulled off balance and instinctively leaned forward before being kicked away by the other man. He crashed directly onto Yin Luo's table, splashing tea everywhere. If they hadn't dodged in time, they would have been drenched.
"Young Master!" Qin Liu Yan rushed forward and saw that Yin Luo was unharmed before feeling relieved. She glared at the man in plain robes with evident resentment and an urge to confront him.
Yin Luo raised his hand to stop her and said, "It's fine; those people are not ordinary. Let's observe for now."
Hearing this, Qin Liu Yan flicked away the droplets on her sleeve and replied, "Understood."
The man was helped down from the table by his subordinates, his face twisted in pain.
"Third Uncle!" The young man in white rushed over upon seeing his servant injured like this. Without hesitation, he waved his hand and declared, "You all go! Anyone who dares to hurt my Third Uncle will make you cry as you leave!"
His attendants surged forward, both sides on edge and ready to fight when suddenly a pleasant male voice came from upstairs.
"Chen An, Li Mu, do not cause trouble!"
Two young men descended from upstairs. One was dressed in white with an extraordinary demeanor and ethereal grace; his lips curled into a barely-there smile while his gaze was warm and harmless. The words just spoken came from him. The other wore a green robe; he was in his early twenties with sharp facial features and striking long eyebrows and starry eyes. Despite his youthfulness, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. A green tassel hung from a jade pendant at his waist, which was adorned with a purple gold belt. Yin Luo's gaze shifted to the exquisite cloud-patterned boots on his feet; he couldn't help but smile knowingly.
"This young master sincerely apologizes; my servant acted rashly. If there were any offense caused, please forgive us. Furthermore, we truly did not know that the Tianzi room was reserved for this young master. We will return it as is. Additionally, as an expression of our apology, we will cover all expenses for this young master's food and drink today..."
The two began to reconcile. Yin Luo turned to Qin Liuyan and said, "Let's go."
Qin Liuyan was taken aback and asked, "Young Master?"
Without looking back, Yin Luo walked toward the door and said, "These people are not someone we can provoke..."
"Young Masters, please wait!"
Suddenly, a voice called out from inside, causing Qin Liuyan to pause. She turned around and saw that everyone in the hall was looking in their direction. She couldn't help but call out to Yin Luo, "Young Master..."
Yin Luo sighed lightly. He had told her to leave quickly, yet he turned back at this moment...
She had no choice but to turn back, a polite smile appearing on her lips. "May I ask what this young master wants with us?"
Jun Moyu stepped forward, approaching Yin Luo. His hawk-like gaze swept over her face and then around to Qin Liuyan before his smile grew more intriguing. "Just now, it seems I have not been strict enough in my management, which has disturbed your enjoyment. I wonder if you two would do me the honor of giving me a chance to apologize properly over tea."
Yin Luo's eyes were cold, her voice lacking warmth. "There's no need for that. We have important matters to attend to. Please don't take today's incident to heart; it was merely an accident."
She turned to leave, but Jun Moyu stepped forward to block their path. "Are you really going to deny me this small favor?"
His tone seemed inviting, yet it was clearly not a request.
Yin Luo exchanged a glance with Qin Liuyan. In the end, Yin Luo relented and said, "Alright then, let's do it here in the hall!"
Jun Moyu did not object and directly instructed, "Good, innkeeper, bring out the tea—bring the finest tea!"
The tea was quickly served, and the man in white also took a seat. The four of them sat around a table. Jun Moyu's gaze kept lingering on the half-mask covering Yin Luo's face as he asked, "May I know your names?"
Yin Luo picked up the new tea and inhaled its fragrant aroma before lightly smiling. "My surname is Yin, and this is my attendant; her surname is Qin."
"Ah, it's Young Master Yin and Qin Young Master! I heard this place is a transportation hub between the Li and Xiyu nations, where many merchants and travelers like to gather. From your accents, you don't seem to be locals. May I ask where you two are from and where you are headed?"
Qin Liuyuan glanced warily at Jun Moyu and discreetly tugged at Yin Luo's sleeve under the table.
Yin Luo lowered her gaze but did not respond. Instead, she stared at the teacup in her hand and said, "This tea, it wouldn't be poisoned, would it?"
Jun Moyu's eyes flickered, while the man in white beside him, Yao Chenzi, brightened up and fixed his gaze on her.
"Haha..." With a hearty laugh, Jun Moyu poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Yin Luo. "Young Master Yin is truly humorous. I invited Young Master Yin here to apologize; how could I poison the tea? If Young Master Yin does not believe me, I shall drink first."
Saying this, he was about to down the tea in one go when Yin Luo suddenly stopped his hand, took the teacup from him, and placed it beside her own cup of tea with a smirk. "This cup is the one!"
Jun Moyu's expression changed as he looked at Yin Luo. Just then, she splashed the tea onto his face. Fortunately, the man in white quickly used his folding fan to block it, preventing the tea from splattering onto Jun Moyu's clothes. Meanwhile, Yin Luo swiftly pulled Qin Liuyuan back and said, "Let's go!"
The two of them quickly leaped out of the window of the teahouse. Yao Chenzi saw this and turned to Jun Moyu, who had been sitting still since earlier. "Your Highness, should we pursue them?"
Jun Moyu placed the teacup down on the table and stared at the clear liquid inside. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his lips. "What a bold temperament! Disguised as a man with half her face concealed to hide her stunning beauty—this Yin woman is quite impressive! No matter who you are, I will have you!"
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