Chapter 744: Chapter 746 Tea and Friends
In the car, Xia Liu stared at the woman who was working.
His palm trembled, as if he wanted to push open the door and get out.
“Aren’t you going to take a look?” Chen Tian’en could see something from Xia Liu’s expression.
Xia Liu’s background was also known to him, and he naturally understood what that figure in front of the building meant to Xia Liu.
“No need, she and I are fated but not destined, one last glance is enough.”
Xia Liu offered a faint smile, as the past with Ye Ruoxiang kept surfacing in his mind, until he finally buried those memories.
“Sister, you’re so slow, isn’t it done yet?”
Another graceful girl came out of the building, her face displaying a sullen mood.
“Ruochu, I’m different from you; I don’t have cultivation, so of course heavy work is exhausting,” said Ye Ruoxiang with inevitable frustration.
“Alright, sister, I’ll help you.”
As she spoke, Ye Ruochu stepped forward to lend a hand, and the two sisters together dumped the fabric from the cart into the trash bin.
“Let’s go.” Watching the two enter the building shoulder to shoulder, Xia Liu spoke slowly.
As the vehicle pulled away, Ye Ruoxiang and Ye Ruochu both looked back simultaneously from inside the building.
“Sister, are you really not going to talk to him?” asked Ye Ruochu.
“We’re not close, okay?”
“I heard that during the Lingyun Secret Realm event half a month ago, he killed Liu Lang.”
Upon saying this, Ye Ruochu sneakily glanced at her sister.
Noticing that her sister didn’t react much, Ye Ruochu said no more.
What she didn’t know was that Ye Ruoxiang was completely shaken, both in body and heart, the moment she heard of Liu Lang’s death.
It meant she wouldn’t have to marry into the Liu Family anymore.
But she did not feel happy.
In her mind was only the face of that man.
He had killed Liu Lang, and given the Liu Family’s status in Yanjing and the Warrior Realm, they certainly would not let the matter rest.
“Sister! Where are you going?”
Seeing Ye Ruoxiang run out the door like a madwoman, Ye Ruochu shouted loudly.
At the driveway’s entrance, Ye Ruoxiang stopped, in front of her stretched a two-lane road that seemed to go on forever.
The car that had been parked there before she entered the building had also vanished without a trace.
Powerlessly, she knelt on the ground.
Ye Ruochu came up behind her, somewhat at a loss for what to do, perhaps she shouldn’t have mentioned Liu Lang’s matter just yet.
“It’s nothing.” Ye Ruoxiang took a few deep breaths and stood up with Ye Ruochu’s help, “Maybe I won’t have the chance to see him again.”
“That’s not necessarily true, I’ll find out the firsthand situation and make sure you get to see him.”
Ye Ruochu promised, determined to resolve this concern for her sister, or else she would dwell on it for the rest of her life.
The Chen Family did not belong to any school, and withing the Huaxia Warrior Realm, the Chen Family occupied a unique position.
After consulting Xia Liu’s wishes, Chen Tian’en took Xia Liu to the Chen Family’s headquarters residence.
Located in the suburbs, surrounded by mountains and sea, the main family headquarters focused primarily on cultivation.
The Chen Family’s branch, on the other hand, was established in the central district of Yanjing.
That was where the members of the Chen Family involved in businesses and office work lived.
The city center symbolized status.
Compared to the branch, the Chen Family headquarters lacked a bit of prestige but possessed much more elegance.
As soon as he stepped into the Chen Family’s premises, Xia Liu’s Divine Sense stealthily spread out.
At about one hundred and fifty meters from the main gate, there was a large Training Ground, and Xia Liu’s Divine Sense could not fully infiltrate this Training Ground.
There were many Martial Artists of various ages practicing.
Even the lowest among them were at the Mysterious Rank Mid-Level.
This foundation is simply terrifying.
Not even a Yellow-Rank Martial Artist in sight.
Compared to here, the training ground in Osmanthus Village is just the ultimate trash.
Sitting in the car, Chen Tian’en introduced the distribution of the Chen Family to Xia Liu.
As Xia Liu listened, he nodded along.
It was no surprise that the Chen Family possessed such a foundation.
Because they had Chen Tian’en, a Path-Entering Martial Artist.
And he also held the role of Heavenly Mansion Chief.
Even if Chen Tian’en were to step down as Chief, the Chen Family would continue to thrive and prosper.
Because the Chen Family had many young warriors.
The thought of these warriors growing up was terrifying to contemplate.
As for the Heaven-Rank Warriors of the Chen Family, one wouldn’t need to think about it; two hands would definitely not be enough to count them.
As a Path-Entering Martial Artist, if Chen Tian’en couldn’t nurture Heaven-Rank Warriors, then he would truly be wasting his Path-Entering Cultivation.
The car finally stopped in front of a modestly designed pavilion.
Chen Tian’en explained that this was where he lived and cultivated.
Xia Liu followed him up to the pavilion.
Indeed, the interior decor was very much like his attire, very simple and very natural.
On the fifth floor, aside from a few chairs and a tea table, that was all.
Right, there was also a grass mat, it seems this guy cultivated right on top of it.
Opening the wooden window, one could see the young warriors practicing and cultivating in the training ground below.
“Daoist Fellow Xia, my place is quite modest; please don’t mind it. I’ve already arranged for a top-quality guest room for you.”
“Not at all, my style is similar to yours; I don’t place much emphasis on external material things.”
This was the truth for Xia Liu; he really didn’t care much about where he lived or what he wore.
Over the years, whether in the desert or in swamps, he had endured longer than anyone else.
Although his endurance was bolstered by cultivation, even without it, the strength of his body and spirit was beyond what an ordinary person could imagine.
“Haha, wait until I’m ready. It’s finally time for the Spiritual Tea that I’ve treasured for ten years to meet someone worthy of tasting it.”
Xia Liu gave an embarrassed smile, this old guy was too good to him, it made him feel a little ashamed.
After a short while, the faint aroma of the tea wafted out of the cup. When Xia Liu inhaled the fragrance, he felt his Divine Sense instantly sharpen a bit.
Not waiting for Chen Tian’en to speak, Xia Liu took the initiative to grab the cup and then drained the tea inside.
A flash of brilliance gleamed in Xia Liu’s eyes.
This tea actually contained a trace of Spiritual Energy, which not only soothed the body but also warmed the Divine Sense.
“Ten years ago, my good friend gave me this Spiritual Tea before he left, and I have not seen him since.”
Chen Tian’en smiled bitterly when he spoke of the origin of the tea leaves.
“This friend is extraordinary. I wonder where he went in the end?”
Just a pot of tea with such Spiritual Energy, surely a Martial Artist couldn’t appreciate its true mysteries.
And to give tea leaves to a Path-Entering Martial Artist like Chen Tian’en showed that the giver knew well the value of such tea.
That person must be a Cultivator!
This was the thought that sprung to Xia Liu’s mind.
If he was a Cultivator, and only ten years had passed, how could Chen Tian’en say he had never seen him again? What exactly happened?
“He left this place, and as for where he went, I do not know. Perhaps in this lifetime, I will never have the chance to see him again.”
Chen Tian’en gazed out the window at the howling cold wind, murmuring with a hint of sorrow.
Just as Xia Liu wanted to continue asking questions, suddenly there came thumping sounds from downstairs.
The sound was getting closer, and from this, one could tell that the person climbing the stairs was very anxious. Daring to act so brazenly in front of a Path-Entering Martial Artist, who could it be?