As Old Master Wei's first secretary when he was in office, Elder Mo was also the number one secretary among the officials in the imperial city. Having spent his entire life in the arena of officialdom, his ability to read and interpret people's behaviors and words were naturally terrifying.
The changes in Chen Fan's expression were minute, but they did not escape Elder Mo's keen eye.
"Kid, besides delivering tea leaves today, didn't you invite anyone to drink tea?" Elder Mo had seen through Chen Fan's thoughts but didn't reveal it, instead he asked while maintaining a smiling face.
Obviously, Elder Mo had already become accustomed to Chen Fan's unusual method of intimidation via conversations in the Stone Peak Tea Garden. He guessed that tonight, in addition to delivering tea leaves, Chen Fan would likely bring along a couple of unfortunate souls for a good beating.
"I did invite someone. They should be arriving soon," Chen Fan replied with an awkward smile.
