If the crystal house was full of romantic decorations and styles, then the words "Man-Slashing Pavilion" and its bloody style and color were completely like the cards of hell, the butcher's blade.
Such a completely different style made Samuel believe that this was definitely not a coincidence, but meaningful.
He looked around and found that it was covered with white cloth, but Samuel could clearly feel that there was no sound behind the white cloth, but there was a slight breathing sound. His intuition told him that there must be a lot of people behind the white cloth.
It seemed that they sent so many people to frame him.
Samuel gave a sinister smile and walked up. When the middle-aged man saw Samuel coming over, he welcomed Samuel with four people warmly. "Come, come. Young hero, sit inside, sit inside."
After sitting down, the middle-aged man got up and poured a pot of tea for Samuel. He chuckled and said, "Brother, you've been waiting for a long time. Come, have some tea."
Samuel smiled slowly. "Did you ask me to drink tea?"
After saying that, Samuel raised the teacup. He took a sip of the tea with a smile and curled his lips. "The taste of this tea is ordinary."
"Boy, if you ’don’t understand the tea, don't talk nonsense. Do you know that you drink the first-class Jade Arhat? Ordinary people can't drink it even if they want to. How dare you say it doesn't taste good?" The man in black suddenly shouted angrily.
Samuel shook his head helplessly, looked at the teacup, and said slowly, "Whether the tea is good or not doesn’t depend on the quality of the tea, but the person who you drinks it with."
Samuel's meaning was obvious. He was not talking about tea, but mocking these people.
Samuel had never liked these people.
Hearing Samuel's words, the man in black was about to rush forward angrily. The middle-aged man raised his hand slightly and smiled. "Hey, why should we argue with each other?"
Then, he sat down in front of Samuel and said with a smile, "What you said makes sense. This tea tasting is not only tea tasting, but also people’s hearts. However, it doesn't matter if you don't like it. I have other tea. I believe that you can find the tea you like."
After that, the middle-aged man smiled mysteriously and looked at the Smiling-face Demon. Seeing the Smiling-face Demon nod, he smiled and clapped his hands.
"Clap clap!"
The applause fell. At this time, Samuel suddenly let out a puff, and the white cloth around him was immediately pulled away. Samuel immediately exerted his strength on his hands warily, ready for any sudden situation.
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