Master Jiu sat on the chair, his body turned toward the side where Lu Fengxuan was sitting, his eyes gazing at her.
And the words he had just spoken were clearly addressed to her as well.
Not only Jiang Che was shocked, but even the esteemed Yu and Lu patriarchs present were somewhat surprised.
Master Jiu was known to be aloof, reclusive, and had always disliked engaging in conversations, yet unexpectedly, he had initiated a conversation with a junior.Jiang Che felt a sudden surge of vigilance within him and quickly made his way to find Lu Sirong at a brisk pace.
"The youngest of the Lu family, as a junior, pour a cup of tea for Master Jiu," the Yu patriarch finally spoke up.
Even though Lu Fengxuan was well aware of the old Master's "ill intentions," she couldn't utter a word of refusal in front of everyone.
She picked up the purple clay teapot on the table, slowly poured a cup of Pu-erh, and with both hands respectfully presented it to Master Jiu.
