"..." Everyone looked at Xu Luo with disdain.
Shao Zheng, the youngest, emboldened by the fact that he was also from the Medicine Garden, spoke up bravely. "Senior Brother, you're such a smooth talker! We're not idiots. That old guy was obviously looking for trouble the moment he walked in!"
This time, no one teased Shao Zheng. They all nodded in agreement, not a single one of them believing Senior Brother Luo's tall tale.
If you could just persuade people, then what would be the point of us cultivating and practicing martial arts?
If persuasive education worked, there would be no more wars between nations!
Xu Luo smiled and stood up. "Forget it. I see you've all lost your appetites. Let's find another place for tea. You all want to know why, don't you? I'll just tell you."
The moment they heard this, they all stood up. Ming Youyue's gaze involuntarily darted to the red-and-white puddle on the floor... Her stomach churned again, and she quickly looked away.
