I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 455 Where there are immortals, there is magic.
A misty vapor spread from the teacup in front of Su Fan.

As Su Fan fiddled with the tea set, he lightly flicked his fingers.

The gate of the villa not far away slowly opened, and soon a figure gradually approached.

"May I come inside?"

She stood at the doorway and asked cautiously.

"The door is wide open. What do you think?"

Hearing Su Fan's reply from inside, the woman then entered the villa.

"Please sit down, the tea will get cold soon."

She sat down in front of Su Fan rather reservedly, without picking up the tea.

"The division of the Mayfair family has been settled."

Upon hearing this, Su Fan raised his head.

"How should we handle this?"

"All the branch members who went to the building that day, except for those who were devoured by the monster, have been executed. This includes their leader."

After waking up, she learned from the siblings that the situation had been resolved.

Before he could even feel disappointed that he had once again failed to help in any way, he learned from the family elders that some members of the branch family had rebelled and intended to take advantage of his vulnerability to kill Su Fan.

Ron, as the head of the family, was invited to the family headquarters to preside over a trial.

Su Fan nodded calmly.

"A wise choice. Any organization must deal seriously with traitors."

"What about the elders who made contributions?"

"They are having a meeting with the remaining leaders of the divided family."

"Use this victory to gain the upper hand in negotiations with the split factions. They are doing what you should be doing."

But this is for the best. When I was fighting Chen Wujiu... the mastermind behind the scenes, I was hampered quite a bit. If there were a few more people causing trouble, it's hard to say what the outcome would have been.

Those who have made contributions should also be appropriately rewarded…

Su Fan paused suddenly as he spoke.

Perhaps, we should put it another way.

"It's not easy to take the initiative to change yourself, and you did a great job."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Fan saw that Ron was clearly stunned.

"What? Can't you stand to hear nice things?"

"No, it's just that I feel a little more at ease."

Ron shook his head.

"Safe?"

"I wouldn't say I feel at ease, but it reminds me of the time when we first met."

A look of reminiscence appeared in her eyes.

It was as if she had returned to that morning more than half a year ago, the moment she pushed open the door of the antique shop, and all the stories began from there.

Their interactions on the streets of New Orleans and in hotels were so natural.

"Actually, there's not much difference now compared to back then."

A rare, gentle smile appeared on Su Fan's lips.

“I know you’ve always felt guilty about the time when your family attacked me. But you don’t have to feel that way.”

Upon hearing this, a hint of hesitation appeared in Ron's eyes.

Having her long-held secrets exposed left her somewhat at a loss.

Yes, she felt guilty towards Su Fan.

The attack by the clansmen was not only an offense, but also an inescapable act of repaying kindness with enmity.

Everything she and the elders did afterward, using family resources, was nothing more than paying for the sins of that time.

Even Ron often felt indebted to Su Fan.

So much so that even though their relationship was ambiguous, she never dared to take it any further, and even took the initiative to back down, handing over her beloved to Theresa.

"The excessive sense of guilt you feel will only make you avoid meeting me more. Even when we do meet, you are timid and reserved, making me feel uncomfortable."

"I'm neither a debt collector nor a boss who's throwing a tantrum at you."

"So what is our relationship?" Ron asked, almost as if possessed.

"A relationship? It hasn't happened yet."

The sudden remark left Ron momentarily speechless.

"Let's talk about official status later. Let's have some tea first. I don't have any good tea on hand, so I'm afraid I'll have to make do with the palates you've cultivated in Mayfair."

Su Fan tapped the table lightly.

Ron took a sip of tea, his eyes widened slightly, and then he shook his head violently.

"No, it's delicious. It has a flavor that no other tea has."

“If this isn’t deliberate flattery, I’m glad.”

Britain's overall tea market is worse than America's, but it is still not as good as the birthplace of tea culture.

Moreover, truly good teas are simply unavailable to those with money, so Su Fan could only choose some barely acceptable black teas to satisfy his tea cravings.

"I can guarantee that it isn't."

Ron tasted it carefully again, then put down his teacup.

"Actually, I didn't have the habit of drinking tea when I was in my family. Some of the high-end teas they used were even used by major Eastern countries to entertain foreign guests, but they still didn't taste as good as the ones you brewed."

"If it were someone else, I would really suspect that they put something in the tea."

"Perhaps it's because the people brewing the tea are different."

Su Fan smiled and said.

"A mountain is not famous for its height but for the immortals dwelling there; water is not sacred for its depth but for the dragons residing within."

"Even if a mountain is not high, it will become famous if there are immortals in it; a pool does not need to be too deep, as long as a dragon dwells in it, it will be full of spiritual energy?"

Ron seemed to understand, but not quite.

"It is not the environment that changes people, but people who, in turn, endow the environment and other things with attributes."

"So, the tea leaves that you, Su Fan, have come into contact with will become different from ordinary tea leaves?"

Su Fan was surprised that his unintentional remark had triggered so much thought in Ron, and he couldn't help but chuckle.

I must say, the woman opposite me truly lives up to her medical background.

They're taking it so seriously.

Sure enough, if you don't explain things clearly when you're with them, it will cause even bigger misunderstandings.

Just as Su Fan was about to deny it, his previous conversation with Alice suddenly flashed through his mind.

The latter told Su Fan that after this recovery, he felt stronger than before.

But this shouldn't have happened.

For vampires like Alice, the entire state of their bodies is frozen at the moment of transformation, including both appearance and personality.

That seemingly smooth hair will never grow back once it's cut short.

Therefore, she is very perceptive of any "changes" that occur within herself.

Now that internal factors have been ruled out, it is self-evident who the cause lies with.

[It's possible that the change in his body was caused by the spiritual energy I infused into him during healing. Or...]

Su Fan raised his hand and took out the tea he had recently purchased from the Pot Heaven Space.

Tongyou.

Upon closer inspection using his supernatural powers, he indeed discovered a faint luster adhering to the tea leaves.

This luster was not as powerful as spiritual energy; it was not only harmless, but Su Fan was also very familiar with it.

Qi.

The energy that exists in all things in heaven and earth is also the power that Su Fan first mastered.

There is no doubt that the Qi on it was Su Fan who tainted it, but the problem is that he did not do it intentionally at all.

Just then, a system notification sounded in my ear.

"When one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven." This is not just empty talk.

During your conversation with Ron, you inadvertently discovered something about yourself that made you different.

Congratulations! You have unlocked the passive skill: Where there are immortals, there is spirit.

(End of this chapter)