Chapter 725: Invite, who would you like to drink this? (2/2)

A cold smile rose upon her features. Forget about that. Even a concubine or servant girl position is impossible for Duanmu Yao! Her steps were strong and firm. Perhaps the sword sect master would reject her in front of everyone; perhaps he’d simply turn and leave without a word, perhaps she’d be embarrassed or put in a difficult spot. But whatever the case, she was offering him this tea!

This wasn’t to force the old man to accept her position, but to show him who she was. She stopped in front of him and raised the cup with both hands before dropping to her knees. In a loud voice, she declared, “The Duke of Qin’s official consort, Han Yunxi, respectfully asks master to drink this tea.”

The sword sect master didn’t budge as he continued staring at Long Feiye. Pure struggle shone in the gazes of both men, a silent conflict between themselves.

“Master, please drink tea!” Han Yunxi invited again.

Again, the sword sect master ignored her as the room fell frightfully silent.

“Master, please drink tea!” Han Yunxi said for the third time. But the old man was still ignoring her. Long Feiye’s gaze turned cold while his master narrowed his eyes and emanated a dangerous aura. Even Granny You began to feel a little nervous. It was rare for the sword sect master to lose his temper, but the consequences were unthinkable. Perhaps Han Yunxi would be driven clear off the mountain.

As if expecting this, Han Yunxi suddenly stood up and placed the teacup on the table by the sword sect master’s side. Then she bowed and returned to Long Feiye.

This…

Caught off guard, the sword sect master finally turned to face Han Yunxi, while Granny You all but laughed out loud. She could see that Han Yunxi was a stubborn type. She wouldn’t weep or cry, but neither would she demand or beg. She had expected Han Yunxi to keep kneeling indefinitely, but the lass had simply stopped after entreating the old man thrice.

What does this mean? Is she telling the sword sect master, “I’ve already offered my tea, it’s up to you whether you drink it or pour it, old man?=

When she saw the calm-faced Han Yunxi standing openly by Long Feiye’s side, Granny You suddenly began to like the girl. It’s a shame, she thought to herself. If only this girl wasn’t cursed to be nothing at martial arts. How great that would be.

The sword sect master quickly recovered his composure and picked up the tea. The difference between drinking or returning the cup laid in a single thought. The sword sect master simply held the cup without moving. It was unclear what he’d do, but he obviously wasn’t going to drink.

“Master, this disciple can’t set my cares at rest unless you drink that tea,” Long Feiye spoke up.

Granny You didn’t understand the meaning behind his words, while Han Yunxi only had a vague idea. But the master and disciple duo were quite clear. If the sword sect master didn’t drink the tea, Long Feiye wouldn’t be able to stop worrying. If that was the case, he wouldn’t be able to enter closed door cultivation and completely control the Lustbite Seal’s power.

That’s right, Long Feiye was threatening the sword sect elder. The common saying went that a mother rose on the merits of a son, but a wife could do the same thing if her husband was powerful enough and cared about her. You didn’t need to birth children to use as your weapons! Han Yunxi dared to offer the tea, then set it aside, because Long Feiye was standing behind her as her support.

Meanwhile, the sword sect master narrowly avoided crushing the cup in his hands. But in the end, he relented. Many years ago, he had once forced Long Feiye to make a promise to protect Yao Yao for the rest of her life. But the boy wouldn’t accept, causing the first ever row between master and disciple. In the end, both of them had given way. Long Feiye only had to protect Yao Yao until she turned 18. Now, Long Feiye was different from the past–he would never yield again.

The sword sect master sighed internally. Only now did he realize that his beloved disciple had grown up. Actually, he wasn’t planning on tearing the couple apart. He simply pampered Yao Yao too much to see her wronged in any way. The best ending was to have Yao Yao be the first wife and Han Yunxi the second, but he had to admit that Han Yunxi’s personality and intelligence far outshone Yao Yao’s. It’s a shame that she’s hopeless at martial arts.

Now wasn’t the time for conflicts. One day, Long Feiye would proclaim himself emperor, and Yao Yao could have another chance then. He drained the teacup with one gulp and said coldly, “You don’t even know the basics of fighting, so you might as well call me ‘grandmaster’ like the other disciples.”

In other words, a useless good-for-nothing at martial arts like her didn’t have the right to call him “master” like Long Feiye.

Han Yunxi openly bowed and said, “Yes, grandmaster.” It was a far less intimate title than “master,” but at least the old man had drank the tea and acknowledged her position. Since she was certain the sword sect master would never like her, Han Yunxi wasn’t planning on growing any closer. Nor did she have the idea in the first place, much less be one of his disciples.

So I’m a good-for-nothing, so what? I can live well all the same. I can still win rewards for passing obstacles and slay monsters in my way. I have Long Feiye and Lil Thing, so what do I need to fear?

At last, the tea ceremony was finished.

Granny You led the way forward for Long Feiye’s formal closed door cultivation…