The Grandmaster of Red Cloud Sect was enjoying the mood within Jiuxiao Sect right now. Back in the past, whenever he came over, he would have to be polite and behave himself properly. But now? Things were different. The way he looked at everything was akin to surveying his very own sect.
Grandmaster Hu took up his cup of tea and took a sip. Immediately after, he slammed it down on the table beside him. He locked eyes with a Jiuxiao Sect disciple nearby and commented in displeasure.
"What sort of tea is this? There’s totally no flavor in it! How dare you serve us such inferior tea! Are you looking down on the Grandmasters and the sects here?" His tone was aggressive.
He was familiar with the taste of this tea. This was the same tea that Jiuxiao Sect had served him back when they were strong. But now that they were in this state, how dare they serve the same type of tea?!?
