The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 453 - 0453 Moonshadow Teahouse

Chapter 453: Chapter 0453 Moonshadow Teahouse

Long Fei did not argue with Master Zhou, in his eyes, Zhou Canghai was at best a slightly stronger ant.

His current cultivation level was not worth fussing over such an ant.

Zhou Canghai thought Long Fei was afraid of him, his eyes growing increasingly arrogant, as if he looked down upon the world, considering himself the hero above all.

With everyone gathered and the matter settled,

He Hongtao urged everyone to set off immediately, afraid of losing face if they were late, and giving Sun Bao a reason to laugh.

With Zhou Canghai leading the way, Long Fei followed at the back.

He Hongtao felt very confident, thinking to himself, Sun Bao might be powerful but surely he couldn’t defeat the invincible, right?

Zhou Canghai was known for his "Sword without Blood," and it was expected that Sun Bao would meet his end with just one strike.

He was extremely polite to Zhou Canghai, personally attending to him and opening the car door.

Although he knew Long Fei was powerful, in his heart, he still felt Long Fei wasn’t the match of Zhou Canghai.

The group boarded the cars and set off for the Moonshadow Teahouse in a magnificent convoy.

He Hongtao, in the lead car, was entertaining Zhou Canghai, while Sister Hong was looking after Long Fei in the car behind.

She wore a perfume with a cherry blossom scent and was dressed provocatively in a fiery black miniskirt; when she sat down in the car, her white rounded thighs were exposed.

Long Fei had seen her before at the Dongying Cuisine Restaurant and knew she was well-acquainted with Dongying people and spoke their language fluently.

Now, smelling the cherry blossoms, he began to suspect whether this woman was from Dongying.

Sister Hong asked him, "Brother Long, have you ever been to the Moonshadow Teahouse before?"

Long Fei shook his head.

Sister Hong said with a smile, "That’s a pity. This time you must taste their tea. It is said to be picked by virginal young girls using just their lips during Guyu season. The tea is all harvested from old tea trees by Tai Lake. It tastes refreshing, with a rich aroma, truly top-notch."

Long Fei laughed and responded jokingly, "Sister Hong seems to have a deep understanding of Huaxia’s tea culture!"

Sister Hong didn’t catch on and continued, "That’s right, I’ve really studied the Tea Ceremony..."

She stopped abruptly mid-sentence.

She flushed red as if Long Fei had glimpsed a secret of hers, a flash of displeasure in her eyes.

Long Fei was certain she was definitely from Dongying.

Only the Dongying people would trivialize tea drinking into something like the Tea Ceremony.

In Dongying, they turned everything into a ’Dao.’

Things like Karate, Sword Dao, Chess, and Bushido, as if they are commodities from a Daoist wholesale market.

After a silence, Sister Hong couldn’t help but ask, "Brother Long, who do you think will win between Zhou Canghai and Sun Bao?"

Long Fei shook his head, looked at her with a smile, and asked in return, "Who does Sister Hong think will win?"

Sister Hong replied with a smile as well, "I think you will win. Do you believe that?"

"Of course, I believe it! Why wouldn’t I?"

Long Fei laughed heartily; it was not the ordinary arrogance seen on common people’s faces but a confidence emanating from deep within.

Sister Hong’s gaze on him grew even more curious.

The convoy left the city area and stopped in front of a picturesque small lake.

It was surrounded by greenery and enclosed with wooden fences.

Those who came here were either rich or noble.

It was a club where the wealthy relaxed and discussed business.

The teahouse was built by the lakeside and stood three stories tall.

With its blue-grey roof tiles, it was designed in an antique style.

Bronze bells hung from the eaves and tinkled as the wind blew.

Sister Hong introduced to Long Fei, "The scenery here is even more beautiful at night when the moon hangs over the small lake. Drinking tea in the teahouse under the moon offers a unique experience. The Moonshadow Teahouse was named for this reason."

Long Fei nodded, his expression one of incomprehension, as if he were inherently devoid of any poetic or artistic sensibility.

Logically speaking, a cultivator should be well-versed in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, tea, and wine, not to mention the composition of poetry and prose.

If you can’t even play the zither or blow the flute, you would be embarrassed to call yourself a cultivator when you go out.

Amidst this cultural atmosphere, Long Fei thought to himself that maybe he should pick up vocal music or something of the sort one of these days.

He could now write some calligraphy with a brush, all thanks to Gongsun Sheng.

But vocal music, that would have to come from his own comprehension.

It wouldn’t hurt to show off when there’s nothing to do, playing the zither or the flute; it did attract the attention of the girls, after all.

He Hongtao greeted Zhou Canghai in the front, while Sister Hong called to Long Fei to follow them up to the teahouse.

The first floor was for individual seating, the second floor had private rooms, and the third floor was normally not open to the public, with only one big room available.

A few people went up to the third floor, and with the guidance of the waitress, they took their seats at several tables.

The service staff here were all more than one meter seventy tall, quite out of the ordinary.

Each had a slender figure, with long, shapely legs.

Dressed in white, embroidered cheongsams, they moved with a willowy grace that seemed to transport you to the South Yangtze.

One of the women was playing the guqin to enhance the ambiance.

He Hongtao and the others all sat around Zhou Canghai, while Long Fei sat alone in a corner, quietly enjoying the scenic view of the lake outside the window.

A waitress came over and skillfully brewed tea for him.

Blue and white porcelain bowls and fresh, verdant tea leaves.

Once the hot water was poured, a faint fragrance immediately emerged, even better than the Longjing tea he had at Lin’s Group.

Of the group, only He Hongtao was visibly restless.

He kept making phone calls, checking in with his subordinates about the situation outside.

If he lost this battle, he would have to leave Binhai City’s underworld for good.

Perhaps, he might even struggle to preserve his life.

While he maintained composure on the surface, his heart was anything but calm.

It was different for Sunx Bao; he came and went like a shoeless wanderer, without the burdens that He Hongtao bore.

This was like using his own fine porcelain to collide with the stones in Sunx Bao’s pit latrine.

After two bowls of tea, Zhou Canghai grew impatient and slapped the table with a grunt, "Hong Ye, is that kid scared? We’ve been waiting for half an hour now, why hasn’t he shown up yet?"

Feeling embarrassed, He Hongtao tried to soothe him, "Master Zhou, please be patient. I’ll give him a call right now!"

He pulled out his phone, preparing to dial.

Just then, loud laughter came from downstairs, "No need to trouble yourself, Hong Ye, Sunx Bao is here!"

The voice was powerful, as though thunder had erupted.

The bodyguards that He Hongtao brought with him were all shaken at once.

Especially the girl playing the guqin, who got so frightened that her fingers trembled and the melody turned chaotic.

Long Fei knew that this was Sunx Bao using his inner strength to speak, similar to the legendary Lion’s Roar.

If he had exerted slightly more force, probably everyone’s eardrums would have been damaged.

The wooden staircase creaked noisily.

Sunx Bao emerged at the top of the stairs, his right hand holding up a hefty man who looked about 170 to 180 pounds.

He looked at ease, as if he were holding a small chicken.

After coming up, he threw the hefty man down onto the floor with a thump.

Long Fei’s expression grew tense, recognizing that no ordinary man was that hefty individual—it was Zhou Zhenglong!

Sunx Bao looked around at everyone, and laughing loudly at He Hongtao, he said, "Hong Ye, I was tied up with a little personal matter and got delayed a bit. Sorry about that, making you wait half an hour later to die. My bad, let me apologize to you."