C20

Name:Guilty Youth Author:jiu yu
The school could be considered as one of the more influential people within the sect, and could also be considered as an elder.

I nodded again. Listening to Sister Yu's words, my heart started to feel uneasy.

On the way, Sister Yu told me a few things, and I even mentioned to him that there was a 'red stick' that followed behind Fifth Master, it was called Xu Biao, which was nicknamed Tiger. This person is really good at fighting, and it's even a fugitive.

I secretly memorized the name of the red stick.

The teahouse was located in a relatively quiet street. When I got off the car with Sister Yu, I saw a few delinquents standing at the entrance of the teahouse. They were all dressed extravagantly as they smoked. When I saw you, my eyes were not kind. When I saw Sister Yu, there was even a delinquent who whistled twice.

Sister Yu ignored these people and brought me directly to the first floor's main hall.

It was still early, and the teahouse was empty.

The appearance of Sister Yu and I immediately made the few lackeys sitting around the table turn their heads around. I immediately recognized them as the lackeys that followed Xiao Hui yesterday.

Seeing me coming over, one of them immediately stood up and pointed at me, "It's him who beat me up, Brother Hui. Since he dared to come over today, my brothers will kill him!"

He stood up, and the other seven to eight people also stood up, ready to attack.

I looked at Sister Yu and saw that she did not move. Her eyes swept across the people present one by one and she sneered: "What's wrong? The people under the Fifth Master are getting more and more unruly? I have an appointment with the Fifth Master today, and right and wrong will be decided by the Fifth Master.

Sister Yu's words were said ruthlessly, they immediately stood still and did not dare to move, she simply ignored them and turned to call for me, "Chen Yang, let's go up."

I have never seen Sister Yu have such a cold face, I didn't come back to my senses for a while, and only followed her upstairs after giving an 'oh' sound.

The second floor of the teahouse was filled with private rooms, decorated in a very quaint manner.

Sister Yu was afraid that something bad would happen to me, so she instructed me in a low voice, "Remember what I said on the way. No matter what happened, you have to bear with it for me, understand?"

"Got it." I answered honestly.

The room was at the far end, and the door was not closed. When he walked to the entrance, he could smell the fragrance of chess pieces drifting out. The fragrance was very domineering, and the sound of tea being poured could be heard from time to time.

I felt a little apprehensive, and my palms were sweating.

Sister Yu seemed to have felt it and pinched my hand, giving me a comforting smile, allowing me to calm down a bit.

"Fifth Master, this tea is from An Xi's side, right? I could smell the fragrance outside." Sister Yu let go of my hand and entered the room with a smile.

I hurried in after him.

The furnishings in the room were very particular, the tables and chairs were made from rosewood, the tea set in the tea sea was also made of purple sand and Jingde porcelain.

On the master's chair sat a fattened man in his fifties or sixties. He wore a white Tang suit and played with a pair of walnuts on a tray. He also had a string of old honey wax around his neck.

Upon seeing Sister Yu, her wrinkled face immediately relaxed.

Needless to say, he was definitely the Fifth Master.

Beside him stood a young man with dark skin and an expressionless face.

"Ah Yu, you finally came. "Speaking of tea, I remember that your skills in brewing tea are top-notch. I wonder if I have the gall to make tea like that today?" Fifth Master put down the purple clay teapot in his hand and looked at Sister Yu with a smile.

Sister Yu turned her head and gave me a look, telling me to follow her.

"Making tea for Fifth Master is only natural, as long as Fifth Master does not mind Ah Yu being too stingy." The Sister Yu sat down and took out the tea leaves from her purple clay teapot.