Chapter 1190: Chapter 1089: Beautiful Pavilion Master
"Miss Su, now that things are done, why the look of distress? Speak up, maybe I can help you." Young Master Qin had long been impatient.
At first, he thought she was seeing some man, but after hearing reports from his subordinates, he relaxed, as long as she wasn’t looking for a man.
Yet, Su Miaoying, in her anger, blurted out a sentence.
"I am searching for my man, do you want to help find him too?"
This was like a bolt from the blue.
However, being the young sect master of a sect, with deep layers of thoughts, he still smiled and said, "As long as it’s Miss Su’s matter, then it’s my matter too. I also want to see how exceptional the man you’re looking for is?"
"Don’t act recklessly." Su Miaoying hadn’t expected Young Master Qin to hide his anger, such a person was the most terrifying.
"Of course, I won’t act recklessly, doesn’t Miss Su know about my behavior by now?" These words had great impact, and Su Miaoying truly regretted it now.
She didn’t want a moment of impulse to harm Tang Feng.
"Young Master Qin, you won, I wasn’t looking for anyone." Su Miaoying was helpless, the tea house was too weak, and if Young Master Qin went berserk, this tea house would likely be torn down.
"Miss Su, my Heart Eye is small, next time you shouldn’t joke like this, or else I won’t know what I might do."
The blatant intimidation left Su Miaoying quite displeased, but she said nothing, knowing her Master intended to pair her with this Young Master Qin.
The reason was actually quite simple, they wanted protection from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.
Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, she wouldn’t confront him directly.
Feigning civility sometimes is also a necessary strategic retreat.
Right now she doesn’t have the capability to resist, but soon she will, with the tea classics in hand, she is full of confidence in the future.
"Sorry, I’m tired, excuse me." Stifling her nauseous reaction, Su Miaoying returned to her room, not wanting to waste a moment, she sat down cross-legged, beginning her cultivation of the ancient scripture.
Outside, the young sect master of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect was now quite displeased. Clearly, she had lied, yet he couldn’t burst out.
"Find that person, I want him dead." As the sinister voice was uttered, the several subordinates beside him immediately retreated.
They thought beating someone up wasn’t hard; focusing on the woman from the tea house surely couldn’t be wrong.
Sure enough, very soon there was a gain.
The methods of the great sect were indeed superb, through the city’s forces specializing in spying businesses, they quickly found Tang Feng’s whereabouts.
Having stayed in the city for long, finding a stranger wasn’t really difficult, as long as this person didn’t leave, they wouldn’t escape their eyes.
Tang Feng returned to the tavern to rest, awaiting explosive news the next day, not expecting someone to come knocking.
A knock on the door didn’t evoke any other thoughts from him, he rose and opened the door, unexpectedly a few people burst in, the first two aiming directly to take down Tang Feng.
Naturally, it led to a dead end.
Only a soft cough was heard from Tang Feng, and the two disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect who first struck collapsed to the ground.
Soundless in an instant.
Two late-stage of Bright Immortal were gone in the blink of an eye.
"Kid, you’re doomed, daring to kill disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, your death is certain." One person said while retreating backwards.
"Being presumptuous here and still want to leave." With a cold snort, the remaining people all fell down.
The waiter outside the tavern was almost scared to death; turning to flee.
"Stop."
"Immortal, it’s none of my business, I just came along."
"What are you afraid of? I won’t kill you, just deal with these people." Tang Feng said.
"Alright, Immortal."
"Do you know the situation of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect?"
"Sorry, Immortal, I rarely go out, so I really don’t know, but our boss knows."
"Take these people down." Tang Feng waved his hand, returning to the windowside, staring into the distant scenery lost in thoughts.
The waiter dared not delay, enclosing the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect into the Immortal Ring, working long in the tavern, a Low Grade Immortal Ring was affordable, but how to handle these people he didn’t know, so he hurried to see the pavilion master.
"You say that several disciples from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect were killed by a guest in our tavern? Were any items damaged?" The tavern’s owner was astonishingly a woman with rather pleasing features.
"No items were damaged, Pavilion Master, he didn’t even strike, just softly coughed a few times." The waiter said with lingering fear.
"Seems like a tough character, alright, send the people to the tea house, with the demeanor of Young Sect Master of Ten Thousand Sword Sect, he’s certainly over there." The woman lightly laughed, then went to the kitchen to make some pastries before heading to Tang Feng’s room door.
"Young Master, are you inside?"
"Come in." Tang Feng withdrew his gaze, turning around, with a thought, the door automatically opened, and an extraordinarily mature woman sauntered in.
"Sorry to disturb, Young Master." The pavilion master entered with a full smile.
"You are?" Tang Feng still courteously smiled as he welcomed.
"This tavern is part of my modest business affair."
"Didn’t expect the pavilion master to be such a charming lady, impressive, are these pastries a gift?" Tang Feng couldn’t help but feel quite hungry seeing the colorful pastries.
"Hehe, they’re a gift, and ones I made myself, please try some!" This woman’s every smile and glance exuded mature elegance, Tang Feng hadn’t seen such a woman in a long time.
Unavoidably curious in heart, she couldn’t be trying to curry favor just because he had wiped out a few disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.
First, eat some.
It must be said, the taste was indeed great, fragrant but not greasy, Tang Feng quickly ate half of it.
Suddenly noticing the pavilion master staring at him with beautiful eyes, he felt a bit embarrassed, "Uh, your pastries are quite good."
"Is it? Then have more; whenever you want some, just let me know." The beautiful pavilion master laughed.
Tang Feng smiled, "How embarrassing, with the pavilion master being so courteous, just say what you need."
"Indeed there is a matter, just now I heard from the servant that you killed a few disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, I’m worried that the wrath of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect might engulf the tavern, you know my little establishment here, if lost, I hope the gentleman will take me in."
Ah!
This wasn’t right, logically if there was danger, he should protect her, yet it seemed she wasn’t worried about the tavern at all.
Tang Feng’s stunned look gratified the pavilion master immensely.
"What, unwillingly? But I can do anything." The beautiful pavilion master said, casting a quite suggestive look.
Tang Feng observed her brows, still unspread; absolutely original but exuding the kind of charm unique to women, something not commonly seen.
Possibly due to her occupation, she developed excellent people-reading skills, extremely skillful at handling people.
A woman without a hint of stale charm seemed very approachable to Tang Feng.
However, he didn’t believe this woman genuinely wanted to follow him, frankly, it was still for the tavern.
Indeed, with her capabilities, she surely couldn’t provoke such a sect as the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.
"Pavilion Master, even if I wish to, I don’t have the fortune, rest assured, with me here, no one from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect can do anything." Tang Feng laughed.
The beautiful pavilion master was slightly stunned, such boldness, could I believe him? Seeing Tang Feng’s casual gaze, her heart calmed somewhat.
"Then I’ll rely on you, Young Master, are you free this evening, would you like me to accompany you for a stroll."
"Alright."
Uh!
The beautiful pavilion master was merely being polite, not expecting Tang Feng to agree, leaving her quite embarrassed, to cover up, she stayed a moment then turned to leave.
"Pavilion Master, at 5 p.m to 7 p.m I’ll wait for you on the first floor."
The beautiful pavilion master’s foot froze, nearly tripping, with a bitter smile in her heart, this was truly self-inflicted.