Because I dare not, and more so, because I cannot let the Sect Master lose face.
In fact, how could the Sect Master not know, but as the leader of Tufeng Sect, he thinks it's nothing much if his daughter causes a little trouble, right?
"Hmph."
Leng Yikun took the teacup, let out a light snort, and intended to drink it all in one go.
But a hand reached out, took the teacup from his grasp, and when he looked, it was Yuu Rong.
"Have some snacks; don't drink this tea, it's too cold," Yuu Rong said as he put down the teacup in his hand.
Because the Silent Snow Plane was too hot, being honored guests, the tea served by the disciples was all chilled, originally not too kind to Leng Yikun.
And Leng Yikun had already drunk two cups, he indeed could not drink anymore.
"Alright then."
Leng Yikun didn't fuss about him taking the teacup from his hand and started eating a piece of pastry.
However, he had become cautious of this Xue Manyu.
