High Martial Arts Start with Ant Talent Fusion

"Here you are..."

Yan Tu followed Ping Jianming to their destination, and looking at everything in the hall, a meaningful expression appeared on his face.

"Lord Yan Tu, what's wrong with me?"

Ping Jianming asked somewhat uneasily, "Have we been discovered? But I made sure to have completely erased all traces of this place."

"This place is very nice!"

"I like."

Yan Tu said to Ping Jianming, then turned and walked away, leaving Ping Jianming, who was relieved, standing there.

Even so, Ping Jianming did not relax. Instead, he had a bad feeling about whether it was right or wrong for him to bring Yan Tu here.

"Haha, if Lord Yan Tu likes it, I can build you a mansion exactly like mine in another place."

"I guarantee adults will like it."

Ping Jianming laughed and spoke beside Yan Tu, seemingly wanting to use this opportunity to ease the misunderstanding between the two.

"What if I said I wanted this one?"

Yan Tu did not play by the rules, leaving Ping Jianming stunned on the spot. A hint of anger appeared in his eyes, but he managed to hide it well and said in a trembling voice.

"Lord Yan Tu is too kind. My humble family and business are utterly unworthy of you!"

"Someone, bring out all the best treasures from our town's collection. I want to treat you well, sir."

Ping Jianming chuckled and moved on from the matter, then had his servants bring out some things to entertain Yan Tu.

"Lord Yan Tu, this is a Spirit Yang Fruit picked from a small secret realm. It only appears at the moment the morning sun rises."

"Just one is enough to advance a peak Grandmaster to the Great Grandmaster realm!"

"And this, Nine-Star Fruit... Green-skinned Fruit..."

Some rare items were placed in front of Yan Tu. Although these items were of little use to the town general, they tasted extremely delicious. Even the town general would slap the table in amazement after eating them.

"And this..."

Ping Jianming suddenly opened a wooden box made of precious wood. Inside was a small pinch of tea leaves, which emitted a light and ethereal fragrance that instantly filled the hall.

"Lord Yan Tu, this tea leaves are from that martial arts tree. Just this small pinch would attract countless town generals to fight over it if it were outside."

"This is something I got at a great cost."

"Please have a drink."

Ping Jianming pinched out a few tea leaves from the small handful, put them into boiling water, and personally brewed tea for Yan Tu. The aroma immediately filled the air, making people feel immersed in the fragrance.

"You have the nerve to say that's all?"

"Since you say you can explain the misunderstanding between us, and I've already come here with you, you must have seen my sincerity. But where is your sincerity?!"

"If you're so reluctant to let go, then I think I need to take action to clear up the misunderstanding between us."

Yan Tu feigned a somewhat disdainful look. Although the martial arts tea was extremely tempting to him, he would still be Yan Tu if he didn't make Ping Jianming bleed heavily once!

"this..."

Ping Jianming's hand froze. For a moment, he was filled with mixed feelings. He regretted it!

Why did he bring Yan Tu back?

Is this the King of Hell? He's nothing but a robber!

"Lord Yan Tu, you are unaware of the following."

"To maximize the effect of this martial arts tea, just one or two leaves are enough."

"Small quantities, multiple times is the most correct way to use it."

Ping Jianming patiently explained that if it were just ordinary stuff, it wouldn't matter, but he only had so much of this kind of stuff, and if he drank it all, he wouldn't have any left.

"Oh, I see."

Yan Tu suddenly realized.

Ping Jianming took a breath and prepared to pour tea, but then he heard Yan Tu's voice again.

"It's okay, I don't mind!"

"what?"

"What do you mean 'huh'? Just add it if I tell you to. If you're reluctant, just say so. Let's settle this with our fists."

Ping Jianming was on the verge of tears. You may not mind, but he does. These are precious items! How can they be wasted like this? But due to Yan Tu's powerful punches, he could only grit his teeth and add two more pieces.

Do you think I'm easy to bully?

Ping Jianming added two more pieces.

"I don't think you're being sincere enough!"

So Ping Jianming added two more pieces.

"It seems I have no choice but to take action."

Ping Jianming added two more pieces.

"If I, Yan Tu, don't turn this place upside down today, I'll see if you never learn your lesson!"

Yan Tu was furious, and his powerful aura locked onto Zhu Pingjianming.

"My...master, he's gone..."

"There really aren't any left."

Ping Jianming's heart was bleeding at this moment. Fearing that Yan Tu would really make a move, he repeated it again.

"Hmm, in that case..."

"Then let's sit down and properly explain the misunderstanding between us. I hope you will seize this hard-won opportunity."

Yan Tu drank the brewed tea in one gulp, and his body immediately began to boil, with all kinds of martial intent surging out wildly. Although Yan Tu seemed very calm, he was still amazed by the powerful effect.

"Excellent tea!"

This is definitely good tea.

It's a pity you won't have the chance to drink it again!

Ping Jianming inwardly grumbled, his hatred for Yan Tu had reached its peak, and he didn't want to endure it any longer. But when he thought about how things had already come to this point and how much good stuff had been wasted, he could only grit his teeth and bear it.

"Yes, I must seize this opportunity."

Ping Jianming said with a forced smile, reaching out to pick up the cup of martial arts tea that he had prepared for him, but he was a step too slow. Yan Tu reached out and took it, drinking it all in one gulp.

Ping Jianming was stunned once again.

"This is the first time I've ever had such delicious tea. I hope Mr. Ping Jianming won't mind."

"Ha...ha...ha, no problem, Lord Yan Tu, please drink as much as you like."

Ping Jianming had never seen such a shameless person before, and he wished he could kill the man in front of him.

"Lord Yan Tu, please listen to what I have to say about that matter, but you must not be surprised or make a fuss about it."

Ping Jianming finally calmed down and spoke slowly, then sealed off the surroundings to prevent the sound from spreading.

"I suspect that the Lin family's daughter is a spy from the demon race!"

"Um?"

Yan Tu was stunned for a moment, then looked puzzled and hurriedly asked.

"Why do you say that?"

"You must understand, matters concerning the human and demon races are not differentiated by size!"

Ping Jianming was very satisfied with Yan Tu's reaction. At this moment, he was no longer in a hurry. Instead, he ate a crystal-clear fruit and then slowly said.

"I only discovered this by accident."

"After I returned from the wilderness last time, I inspected White Cloud City. But when I arrived above the Lin residence, I sensed a mysterious aura. Upon closer inspection, I was astonished to see it was the daughter of the Lin family!"

"That mysterious aura emanated from the woman."