A dark light flashed in Mo Yu's eyes. He had been in the Mortal Realm for so many years and had heard a lot about her. Of course, most of these rumors were investigated by people.
From the information he received, although this little girl was young, her guts weren't small at all. How could a person who had done so many things be a coward?
Therefore, he was only surprised for a moment that she wanted to make a request in such a situation.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
"If you're only here to discuss Kung Fu Tea with me, I'd be more than happy to oblige. If you want to learn from me, I'm sorry, but I only teach my own disciples. "Sima Youyue shrugged helplessly.
Mo Yu's face turned even darker. His body's hostility was exposed, and the entire pavilion was wrapped up in a gale.
Sima Youyue remained calm. Although the wind was so strong that it made it difficult for her to breathe, she was not frightened.
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you? Or are you saying that I can't bear to kill you because you know the art of tea? " Mo Yu's voice was filled with killing intent. It could be said that if Sima Youyue said anything wrong, he would immediately take her life.
Even Onihime had to give in to him, and no one in the entire Ghost Realm dared to disobey him. How dare a silly little girl say such words to him?!
"Can't bear to kill me? Cough, cough. "The moment Sima Youyue spoke, the wind rushed into her mouth." Since when did a member of the Ghost Clan have such a reluctant heart? "
"Looks like you do know a little. I thought you had something to rely on, so you were indulging in fantasy! "He retracted his aura, and the surrounding wind instantly stopped.
Sima Youyue did not let her guard down because of this.
"You're right, but you're also wrong."
"What's right and what's wrong?"
"I do have something to rely on. You're right. However, my request is not a whimsical one. " Sima Youyue said, "If you don't want to be my disciple, you won't be able to kill me and you won't be able to learn any skills."
After saying that, she glanced at the lake and smiled confidently.
Mo Yu followed her gaze and looked over. By the lake, Little Seven and Little Dream were playing. Qing Yi was looking at them dotingly.
Feeling Mo Yu's gaze, Qing Yi turned her head slightly. Their eyes met, but in that instant, it felt like ten thousand years.
"So there is such a powerful person here. No wonder you're not as obedient as you were yesterday. "Mo Yu retracted his gaze, his expression not looking good.
Sima Youyue smiled, "Thank you, Young Master Mo Yu, for showing mercy yesterday."
"Hmph! You're threatening me! "Mo Yu was in a very bad mood. How many years had it been? He had already forgotten the taste of being threatened.
"I'm not threatening you." Sima Youyue took out a tea set and boiled some water. She then made a cup of Tieguanyin for both of them.
This method was the same as the one he used yesterday, but he could smell that the fragrance was stronger than the one he used yesterday!
"Please."
Smelling the fragrance of the tea, the anger in his heart instantly dissipated by quite a bit. He picked up the teacup and took a sip. He wanted to see if the tea she brewed using the same method would taste better than the one he brewed.
The answer was self-evident!
Each of them held a cup of tea and tasted it. The pavilion quieted down for a moment. The strong killing intent and the raging wind just now seemed to have never existed.
After drinking a cup of tea, Sima Youyue refilled it with boiling water.
"You win." After a long time, he opened his mouth and said helplessly.
"Then I wonder which path Young Master Mo Yu chose?" Sima Youyue asked with a smile.
"Like you, I won't choose any path." Mo Yu said, "But I can promise you that I won't kill you."
"No, no, no, it seems that Young Master Mo Yu doesn't understand what I mean. It's not that you don't want to kill me, but that you can't kill me. I think we've already understood this before. " Sima Youyue said, "What we want to talk about now is whether we should continue to discuss the art of tea, how to discuss it, in the short term or in the long term."
"What do you think?" Mo Yu sniffed the tea. Even if it was the second cup, it was still so intoxicating.
"If it's according to my idea, then naturally after today's discussion, Young Master Mo Yu will let go of me, a little human, and we won't have any contact with each other in the future. I'll teach you this kung fu tea and today's tea brewing technique. "Sima Youyue said.
"You don't want to be involved with me." Mo Yu said with certainty.
"Young Master Mo Yu is a sensible person. Although I don't know what your identity is, but since you can say Onihime's name so naturally, I think your relationship shouldn't be bad. And I killed her son, if you pester me, I think it's too dangerous. "
"Aren't you sure that I can't kill you?"
"The danger I'm talking about is that you'll bring me too much trouble. And I, although I'm not afraid of trouble, I've never liked to deal with trouble. So, it's best not to be with you. "Sima Youyue said straightforwardly.
"Hehe …" Mo Yu chuckled. She was indeed her daughter. Her courage … was big enough!
"Aren't you afraid that I'll send news of you back? If that's the case, I'm afraid you won't have any peace in the future. "
"Even if those from the Ghost Clan can come here, not many of them are as powerful as you, right?" Sima Youyue said, "If that's the case, then I'll kill as many as they come. Anyway, those who want to kill me, I'll never be lenient."
"For example, Yu Du?"
Sima Youyue shrugged, which was considered a tacit agreement.
"But I'm not talking about your news." Mo Yu said.
"You're saying …"
"That's right. If those from the Ghost Realm know that your mother is Yu Ke Luo, what do you think your life will be like in the future?"
Sima Youyue was somewhat helpless. She was still unable to restrain the aura of the Ghost Clan, so those powerful people could sense that she had the royal bloodline. Thinking about her age, it was easy to guess whose child she was.
"Isn't it just being known? Anyway, they can't do anything to my mother. As for me, I'll go to the Ghost Realm sooner or later! " Sima Youyue did not take his threat seriously. Although it was not good for her identity to be exposed now, she would not be afraid just because she was her mother's daughter!
"You're quite open-minded." Mo Yu looked at her. After only ten minutes of interaction, he understood her a lot more.
"Now that I can't do anything, I can only control my own heart." Sima Youyue poured tea for herself.
"How many tea brewing methods do you know?"
"I know more than you." Sima Youyue said, "How about it, do you want to consider being my disciple?"
"Hehe, I'm afraid you don't have the life to be my master." Mo Yu said, "My life is tough, I'm the bane of masters."
His masters were really all dead ….
"Is that so?" Sima Youyue laughed, "My life is even tougher. Those who aren't my bane can't be my disciple."
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