Black tea

  Du Fan elegantly lifted the teacup in front of him, and the small silver spoon rotated a few times between his fingers before he lightly exhaled and said: "Who would have known? It's actually you, Lord Orudas, who traveled far and wide to arrive at this place, only to suddenly find an old acquaintance waiting for you here. Are you feeling delighted or surprised?"

  A'erdasi frowned at Du Fan, he could feel that there was not a hint of fear on Du Fan's body. In this place facing himself, he seemed to be not afraid at all, but rather relaxed, extremely relaxed.

  Furthermore, he had concealed his breath and hidden nearby just now, yet was still discovered by him. Orudas couldn't help but feel suspicious in his heart - could this Dufan really be only a third-level practitioner? His own earth spirit fighting energy was among the best on the continent when it came to concealing one's breath, and even someone stronger than himself might not necessarily be able to detect his presence. Yet he had still managed to sense his arrival... This youth with a smile plastered on his face - could it be that he had already broken through to the eighth level?

  Auerdas couldn't gauge Dufan's strength for a moment, and then he saw him smiling faintly as he sipped his red tea. Although Auerdas was furious enough to want to tear Dufan apart, he didn't dare make a move.

  But in fact, how could Du Fan have sensed Orudas's presence again?

  Yesterday evening, Du Fan considered that if the Knights Templar and the octopus demons in the lake were to have a head-on confrontation, their original strength would be greatly reduced. After a big battle, there might not be even one or two left. Originally, as for Du Fan's character, he wouldn't care about these people who didn't have much to do with him. However, later on, when entering the Divine Palace, they still needed vanguards, scapegoats, and even several substitutes to die for them. So, these precious cannon fodders couldn't be lost at this critical moment.

  So Dufan would propose that he himself face Roland Academy's people.

  However, he was clear in his mind that the people of Roland Academy could not cope with them if they did not use conspiracy and tricks. But whether to use conspiracy or open strategy, one must know when the opponent will appear and how many hands are there?

  So, under all sorts of helpless circumstances, Du Fan could only think of this method out of desperation.

  That's just one word, pretending!

  He got all this stuff out since last night, and after sending Ferry to make other preparations, he started pouring red tea here, and every time he finished drinking a cup of red tea elegantly, he would shout loudly like this.

  By now, he had lost count of how many times he had shouted, and the delicious red tea that he had been drinking all night had already made his tongue bitter. If it weren't for considering what was to come next, he almost had the urge to flip the table and leave.

  Fortunately, Orudas came out early this morning, and Du Fan secretly rejoiced in his heart, but he didn't make a sound, the teacup in his hand swaying back and forth, elegantly as if drinking tea in his own backyard.

  Ordas didn't answer, Dufan put down the teacup in his hand, patted his hands and said: "Ordas, this is your fault. You said you came from afar as a guest, I'm treating you well here to drink early tea, but you're staring at me viciously, your eyes seem to want to devour me. Is this the hospitality of the Bellinger family? Or do you always look like someone owes you millions of gold coins wherever you go?"

  Ardas's face changed slightly, then instantly returned to calm, he picked up the red tea in front of him and took a sip before laughing: "Dufan sir is joking, I Ardas may be rough, but it's not as bad as you said? Ah, I forgot to ask Dufan sir, is this small valley part of the Green family's territory?"

  "This is what you said, isn't it?" Du Fan lightly tapped the table. "But whether this is or not, what's the relationship? As long as I'm here, that's all that matters, right? Or is it that Lord Ouerdas has come all this way with the greatest hope of not seeing me here? If so, then I, Du Fan, am truly guilty of disappointing Lord Ouerdas."

  A'erdashi listened to Du Fan's veiled sarcasm, and his heart felt even more strange: what was Du Fan relying on? Judging from his appearance, it seemed as if he was deliberately trying to provoke him, waiting for him to make a move.

  Auerstadt was called a genius, and he wasn't one to act rashly. For the time being, he couldn't figure out what trump card Dufan had up his sleeve to welcome him, so he didn't dare turn against him. He pretended not to hear Dufan's cold and sarcastic words, and instead smiled: "I heard that this trip of yours is with Saint Nicholas, and I also heard that the famous ice beauty Tasia from the Empire, as well as Sir Joshua's first knight Alfred, are traveling together. I wonder where they went? If possible, please invite them out to meet."

  Du Fan nodded and said, "The news from Lord Orudas is indeed very thorough. You can even guess the information of our group clearly, it seems that there are not a few people from Roland Academy in this Holy See. This time when I go back, I will suggest to Archbishop Anthony to investigate thoroughly, otherwise, won't all the secrets of the Holy See be revealed?"

  Aurora smiled faintly and said, "Is Lord Dufan joking? How could there be people from the Roland Academy in this sacred temple? However, since all of you are famous figures in the Imperial City who have been absent from public view for several days, unless we're fools, it's not hard to guess where you've gone. Speaking of which, I must admire Lord Dufan - if my guess is correct, then Lord Dufan has achieved a great merit this time. Upon returning, the position of Red Robe Priest will likely be his for sure."

  Du Fan smiled and said, "Lord Oudas has overpraised me. If one day I, Du Fan, really sit in that position, the first thing I will do is to go to your Bellinger family to thank you. After all, this is thanks to your noble words, Lord Oudas."

  A'erdasi let out a "hmm" and didn't speak.

  Du Fan's smile didn't diminish, and he suddenly reached out to touch his nose, saying: "Right, Ordas asked me where the others went, didn't he? Sorry about that, I forgot to answer for a moment. The thing is, we were touring around when we passed by this place, and Nicholas sensed that there was a faint divine power emanating from within the valley, so he took the team down to investigate. As for me, I'm the most useless one, so I could only stay at the entrance of the valley, drink tea, enjoy the cool breeze, and wait for the latecomers, wanting to give them a warning."

  "Oh," Oraldas said with a smile instead of anger, "what warning?"

  Du Fan stretched out his hand, counted a few times, and said: "This is actually quite a lot. First of all, I want to tell those who come later that this valley has been listed as a forbidden area by my Sacred See. Those who enter without permission will be considered blasphemers against the gods and will be killed without pardon."

  A'erdasi nodded and said, "What about the second one?"

  Du Fan glanced at him and continued: "As for the second point, I want to tell those who come later that if they have exceptional abilities, they can naturally ignore my words and enter as they please. As long as they don't mind being known as a desecrator for the rest of their lives."

  A'erdashi's face changed, staring at Du Fan, and after a long time, he said: "Du Fan, you really have a good method, thick skin!"

  Du Fan smiled and said: "This Lord Ouerdas, you insult me without any consequences, but be careful, blasphemy against the gods won't end well for you?"

  A'zha sneered and said, "You and I both know the truth. Who was it that first discovered this place? Now you're trying to get information out of our people's mouths and then use a noble name as an excuse to take over this divine palace?"

  Du Fan's face was bewildered, and he said: "What? You discovered this place first? What did you ask from each other's mouths? Lord Orudas, what do you mean by these words? I don't quite understand..."

  A'erdasi let out a hum, his hand slightly patted, and the table in front of him was crushed into powder by him. This skill, Du Fan couldn't even match with his horse-patting skills.

  However, Du Fan seemed to have expected this and calmly picked up the teacup in front of him, took a light sip, then threw the cup to the ground and slowly stood up. "It seems that Lord Orudas is ready to take action? Don't blame me for not warning you, if you want to fight, it's best to call out those people behind you too. If it's just you, I'm afraid you're no match for me?"

  A'erdasi hummed and said, "No need"

  Before he could finish speaking, he raised his hand and a fierce aura shot out from his fingertips, slashing towards Du Fan's head.

  Du Fan suddenly felt a cold sweat, but he was well-prepared. His hands shook simultaneously, and several small fireballs flew towards Oudas without warning.

  At the same time, his feet didn't stop, and with a quick turn of his body, he barely dodged the slash of aura from Aldras.

  Aoldas grunted, his hands rose again, and a Dou Qi shield appeared in front of him. Several small fireballs hit the Dou Qi shield and went out slowly after a moment.

  However, upon seeing Du Fan reveal this skill, Oltaras revealed a few strange expressions: "Du Fan, I didn't expect you to be a magician?"