"Yes... Sect Master."
Yi's body trembled, she had no choice but to agree, and as she left, she was mumbling, "Master Ren, Yi is sorry... Don't blame Yi..."
After Yi had left, the Sect Master of Qinglanzong wore a sinister smile and even said, "Those who offend me, have only one fate, and that is death."
...
Soon, Yi, her face deathly pale, knocked on Ren Feifan's door, holding a pot of tea in her hands.
"Yi, there's no need to be so formal here, come in."
As the door opened, Yi stepped in and even placed the teapot on the table.
"Master Ren, this is the finest tea from Wuliang Mountain... I, I, I... specially prepared it for Master Ren."
"Oh?" Ren Feifan directly picked up the teapot, took out an empty cup, and filled it.
But as he brought the cup of tea to his lips, his arm paused slightly, and his face turned strange.
This tea was actually poisoned?
As the successor of Saint Doctor's Gate, although the poison was colorless and tasteless, he could easily detect it.