With a loud "bang".
The eldest disciple of the tea garden was already punched and sent flying, falling into the nearby tea field, continuously holding his face and wailing, saying things like "Master, I was wrong".
The other disciples were trembling in fear.
"Master... Master!" Xiao Die quickly bowed to the newcomer, her pretty face full of nervousness.
Ye Feng also looked at the person who just arrived.
This was an old man with white hair and beard. Although he was only about 1.5 meters tall, his whole body was muscular. Surprisingly, he was a dual cultivator of magic and body, with a cultivation level of the third layer of the Element Gathering Realm, which was quite impressive.
"Are you the Master of the Tea Garden?"
Ye Feng looked at the old man, remaining calm and composed, in stark contrast to the terrified disciples of the tea garden around him.
Xiao Die hurriedly tugged at Ye Feng's sleeve, looking at her master even more nervously.
