"Hmph!"
Xu Jiaojiao lifted her head, twisted her waist slightly, and walked gracefully to stand behind Yan Rufeng.
Xiao Fei revealed a faint smile and said, "Miss Yu Qi, in that case, we will graciously accept your invitation..."
In a luxuriously decorated room on the second floor of the Dragon Origin Trading House, Yu Qi, holding a teapot made from Purple Crystal Sand, walked lightly and gracefully to Yan Rufeng's side. A delicate fragrance of a young girl wafted over.
Yan Rufeng couldn't help but hold his breath and smiled slightly to show politeness.
Yu Qi seemed to sense Yan Rufeng's unusual reaction. She smiled charmingly, leaned closer to him, and bent over to pour a cup of tea for him.
"Young Master Yan, this is our Trading House's top-grade Snow Mountain White Tea. Even some Sect Masters from prestigious sects do not have the fortune to enjoy this," she said.
Yan Rufeng calmly replied, "Miss Yu Qi, I am both honored and startled by the privilege."
"Hmph!"
