Chapter 1603: Letting the Wolf In

Zhong Jingtian glared at the doorman: "Do you think the current Zhong family can keep him out?"

"Instead of letting him call in, it's better to invite him in."

The doorman nodded helplessly: "Okay."

The doorman "kindly invited" Ye Wudao and the four of them to come in.

It surprised all four of them.

The Zhong family has been "beaten". Why are they so docile and enthusiastic this time?

The four of them walked in with doubts.

Zhong Jingtian was already waiting at the door of the Foreign Affairs Office.

Seeing Ye Wudao, he hurriedly ran up.

"The Commander-in-Chief of God is here, please forgive me for being so far away."

"Shen Shuai, please come in quickly."

Ye Wudao frowned.

Last time, this Zhong Jingtian seemed to be incompatible with him.

This time he took the initiative to bend down.

There must be something fishy about it.

The four of them walked into the House of Internal Affairs and took their seats.

Ye Wudao: "I am the commander-in-chief appointed by Da Xia. I wear the Dragon King Sword. I am the subordinate of the lord, one person is inferior to ten thousand people."

"You are not qualified to entertain me."

Let Zhong Qianqiu, the head of the Zhong family, come out to see me. "

Zhong Jingtian looked embarrassed: "That... handsome man, I'm sorry."

"Mr. Zhong is in retreat. It is not convenient to come out to see guests now, so he sent me to receive you."

Ye Wudao: "Oh, in that case, I won't force Zhong Qianqiu."

"You are not qualified to be on an equal footing with me."

“Make tea while standing!”

What the hell...

The corners of Zhong Jingtian's mouth twitched and he almost cursed.

However, for the sake of the overall situation, he still suppressed his anger and got up obediently.

"Mr. Ye, this is the mother tree Dahongpao that my Zhong family has treasured for hundreds of years."

"Only my family members, the Zhong family, have a small collection of this tea, but it is not available in the outside world."

"We only use it to entertain the most distinguished guests on weekdays."

"Shen Shuai, you are a distinguished guest of my Zhong family, and you are qualified to use this tea."

Real or fake?

Old Chu took the mother tree Dahongpao tea cake from Zhong Jingtian and sniffed it vigorously.

Zhong Jingtian: "Of course it's true."

"Speaking of which, there is an allusion to the mother tree Dahongpao."

"The story has to start in the late Qing Dynasty, and it all started with Yuan Shikai..."

"It's true!" Old Man Chu was so excited that he almost cried: "It's really the mother tree Dahongpao."

"It's really a rare opportunity in a hundred years. The Zhong family is interested."

"Let's soak quickly, let's soak..."

Ye Wudao was speechless,

This old man Chu is so hopeless.

He was bought over with a piece of tea cake.

Zhong Jingtian: "Okay."

"Then let's make tea and talk about the story of the Dahongpao."

Zhong Jingtian called a professional tea artist to wash and make tea.

And he himself patiently told them the story of the tea cake.

The more Ye Wudao thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Why do I always feel like Zhong Jingtian is delaying time on purpose.

And from beginning to end, he didn't see any of the Zhong family members.

The Zhong family, which used to be bustling like a market, is now extremely deserted.

Zhong Jingtian must be delaying himself!

Ye Wudao slapped the table and stood up: "Zhong Jingtian, you are so brave."

"Are you delaying us on purpose?"

"I now order Zhong Qianqiu to come see me."

The true purpose was revealed, and Zhong Jingtian felt guilty for a while.

However, he still pretended to be calm and said: "Commander God, how do you say this?"

"I was purely hospitable and warmly entertained you, so why did I end up holding you back..."

I haven’t finished speaking yet,

Ye Wudao suddenly punched out.

The fist did not touch Zhong Jingtian,

But the energy released from his fist hit Zhong Jingtian's chest steadily.

Zhong Jingtian was immediately smashed into the air and finally crashed through the wall. After landing, he slid several hundred meters before stopping.