In the blink of an eye, a few days had passed.
Very soon, it was time for Lin Huang and Virtuoso to meet.
At 8: 50 am, Lin Huang had breakfast and arrived at the meeting place — a seaside coffee shop in a remote grade-3 Shelter.
It was already mid-June, and the area where the coffee shop was located was already in early summer.
As far as the eye could see, the seaside was filled with men and women in swimsuits and trunks. Lin Huang, on the other hand, was dressed in a black robe and seemed out of place. People would even cast strange glances at him from time to time.
Naturally, Lin Huang ignored their stares. He found an open-air table, ordered a cup of coffee, and waited patiently for Virtuoso to arrive.
Not long after, a young waitress in a short maid uniform brought the coffee over.
Lin Huang picked up the cup and took a sip. He could not help frowning slightly and putting the cup down.
He felt that there were only four words that could best describe this cup of coffee — hard to swallow.
It was no exaggeration to say that this was the worst cup of coffee he had ever tasted since he had transmigrated to this world.
He even wondered how this shop had managed to stay open until now.
Could it be because of the girls in maid uniforms?!
At nine o 'clock sharp, none of the teammates whom Virtuoso and Lin Huang had agreed to meet showed up.
'Don't tell me they're going to stand me up?' Lin Huang raised his brow. However, after thinking about it carefully, it did not seem like he was at a disadvantage. After all, he had already obtained a Sword seal fragment.
After some thought, he sent a message to Virtuoso, "Where are you? We agreed to meet at nine. Where are you guys?! "
"I'm on my way. Give me a few minutes," Virtuoso replied almost immediately.
Lin Huang could only wait patiently. After all, he had accepted a deposit from someone else. He could not possibly walk out on them if he was a few minutes late.
What he found strange was that not only had Virtuoso not arrived, but none of the others had arrived either.
As soon as he closed the communication page, Lin Huang sensed a spatial fluctuation nearby.
A black whirlpool opened up, and two silhouettes stepped out of it.
One of them was a burly, two-meter-tall, bald, and bearded man. He wore a suit of golden armor.
The other figure was a petite woman in a blue robe. She was not even 1.4 meters tall and looked a bit like an underage girl.
Lin Huang could roughly guess their identities.
As soon as the two of them teleported over, they immediately noticed Lin Huang sitting outside the cafe and walked straight towards him.
"You must be Xiu Mu, right? I'm Tu Tong. "The golden-armored man extended his hand.
Lin Huang reached out and shook hands with him.
On the other hand, the blue-robed woman seemed to be a little timid. She looked at Lin Huang with an evasive gaze.
"This is Lan Ling," the golden-armored brawny man introduced.
"Hello." Lin Huang greeted them with a smile.
"I heard you're a sword cultivator?" Tu Tong seemed to be interested in Lin Huang's identity as a sword cultivator.
"Yes." Lin Huang nodded and admitted.
Although Xiu Mu was only a psychic in Death's Scythe, Virtuoso had already revealed his background. There was no need for him to continue hiding it from the two men before him.
"I'm a combat cultivator. Let's spar when we have the chance. I love sparring with sword cultivators and sword cultivators. "Tu Tong looked eager to try.
If not for the fact that the time and place were not suitable, he might have wanted to fight Lin Huang right then.
In contrast to Tu Tong, Lan Ling had been very quiet.
She had been listening to their conversation, but she showed no signs of wanting to join in.
As the two of them were chatting, another spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared.
Lin Huang and the other two looked toward the source of the spatial fluctuation almost simultaneously.
A green-robed figure slowly walked out of the black whirlpool.
Lin Huang did not even have to think to know that this was the third teammate.
This was because he could clearly sense the extremely powerful sword intent within the other party's body. It was a powerful sword intent that was at least of the same level as his own Sword Dao, or perhaps even more powerful.
"A sword cultivator?" The green-robed man stepped out of the whirlpool and looked up at Lin Huang immediately.
The next instant, he took a step forward and appeared before the three of them.
"Senior Saber9." Tu Tong and Lan Ling stood up almost at the same time.
"Just call me Saber9." Only then did the green-robed man shift his gaze away from Lin Huang and look at the two people in front of him.
Clearly, the three of them knew each other.
Seeing this, Lin Huang stood up immediately and introduced himself, "I'm Xiu Mu."
"I know you. Virtuoso mentioned you before." Saber9 nodded slightly.
He looked to be in his early thirties, but he was the young-looking type. People would believe him if he said he was twenty-seven or twenty-eight. However, his aura was cold, arrogant, and elegant.
"Is he not here yet?" Saber9 glanced around and asked Tu Tong and Lan Ling.
"I don't think so …" Tu Tong answered immediately, but he thought to himself, 'I'm not the first one here. Why are you asking me?'
"I've just sent a message to rush him," Lin Huang spoke up as well, "You guys should have something to drink first. But don't order coffee. This shop's coffee tastes like sh * t. "
Very soon, the three of them ordered their drinks one after another. The four of them sat around a table and waited patiently for Virtuoso.
When their drinks were served, the three of them only took a sip each before putting their cups down.
"Does it taste bad too?" Lin Huang could not help asking when he saw this.
"Just like you said, it tastes like sh * t," Saber9 gave the same comment.
Tu Tong and Lan Ling nodded quickly as well.
The three of them did not order coffee; they even ordered three different drinks.
Lin Huang was rather impressed that Virtuoso could make four different drinks taste so bad.
However, he was even more puzzled now. 'How exactly did this shop survive?!'
The four of them sat until a quarter past nine, but there was still no sign of Virtuoso.
Lin Huang did not think much of it. Saber9 kept a straight face while Tu Tong and Lan Ling stole glances at him from time to time. Both of them were clearly restless.
"I'll rush him again." Seeing this, Lin Huang dialed Virtuoso's number right away. The other party picked up almost immediately.
"Can you hurry up a little? All four of them are here. They're waiting for you. "
"I'll be there right away! I'll be there right away! "Virtuoso hung up right away after saying that.
Although they said they would be there right away, they still made Lin Huang and the other three wait for over ten minutes.
When it was almost half past nine in the morning, Virtuoso, dressed in white robes, finally arrived.
"I'm sorry, everyone. I'm late." Although he said that, there was no apologetic expression on Virtuoso's face.
"You didn't learn the good things, but you picked up his Primordial's bad habit of being late," Saber9 said brusquely.
"Ah Jiu, don't be angry." Virtuoso's way of addressing Saber9 gave Lin Huang goosebumps.
However, the strange thing was that Saber9 only protested with his eyes and did not correct the way Virtuoso addressed him.
"Aiya, Tutu, and Lanlan, long time no see!" Virtuoso greeted Tu Tong and Lan Ling in a mushy manner.
The two of them looked helpless, but they did not correct the way Virtuoso addressed them either.
At that moment, Virtuoso looked at Lin Huang.
Before Virtuoso could speak, Lin Huang spoke first, "We're not that close. Don't do that to me."
Virtuoso gave up rather resentfully.
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