Not to mention Han Yan, even Hua Yuezi, Mu Nan, and the others behind her thought it strange. Why did the servants of the Yuan Family all look so confident today, as if they were pumped up on chicken blood and by mistake had injected it into their brains? It was well known that Yuan Tianbo had suffered loss after loss at the hands of Han Yan — he probably had a shadow in his heart from those experiences. Yet, he was acting so "tough" this time. What was going on?
Han Yan's mind was filled with doubts. She suppressed the anger in her heart and picked up the tea. She wanted to see what Yuan Tianbo was relying on to be so arrogant.
With a sip of the tea, Han Yan nearly spat it out. What kind of tea was this? It was bitter and astringent, enough to make one's teeth sore.
Han Yan looked up and glanced sideways at the maid.
The maid said with a smile, "This is a fine tea specially prepared by Young Master Tian Bo for Lord Mu. Does Young Master Mu find it unsuitable to his taste?"
