The Little Old Man's Shock

Mu Wuchen looked at Yun Luofeng, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips, "Spirit Tea? From what I know of tea, I've never heard of Spirit Tea. If you don't think you can beat me, just give up, which might allow you to save face. If you randomly pick a bag of tea and try to fool people, you will just end up bringing disgrace on yourself."

The little old man's eyes revealed a strong contempt. Now even someone like Mu Wuchen dared to claim he knew all about tea? He had long heard of the reputation of Wind Scent Teahouse, but he didn't expect that the teahouse's top-level highlight was just Snow Mountain White Tea. When the little old man looked at Yun Luofeng, he immediately changed his expression, and his wrinkled old face looked just like a chrysanthemum in full bloom with a great smile on it.

"Little girl, I've already made the tea for you, but I really can't resist the scent of this tea. Can I taste it first?"