One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

He took a step, his movements seemingly slow but actually fast, and in an instant he passed Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing, arriving in front of Ma Xianhong.

He did not bow, but instead looked at Ma Xianhong with the gaze of an elder scrutinizing a junior.

"Longhu Mountain, Celestial Master's Mansion".

Six simple words, yet each word carries immense weight.

Ma Xianhong was startled.

A master from the Celestial Master's Mansion?!

Although he was arrogant and wanted to establish a new sect, he still maintained an instinctive awe for Longhu Mountain, the leading figure in the world of supernatural beings.

Moreover, the demeanor of the person before me... is definitely not ordinary!

"So you're a high-ranking priest from the Celestial Master's Mansion! My apologies for not recognizing you!"

Ma Xianhong quickly cupped his hands in greeting, his attitude becoming much more respectful:

"I am Ma Xianhong, the village chief of Biyou Village. May I ask what brings you here, sir?"

His heart was pounding: Could it be that the Celestial Master's Mansion has come to cause trouble?

"It's not appropriate to call it a high-ranking official position."

Zhang Tianyi flicked his whisk, but did not answer Ma Xianhong's question.

He looked up at the sky, then at the small village nestled against the mountains and beside the water, and suddenly sighed, a slightly weary expression on his face:

"This mountain road... is difficult to travel."

"This humble Taoist has been traveling here, hoping to appreciate the scenery of these mountains, but I never expected..."

Zhang Tianyi reached out and gently rubbed her temples, her posture so elegant it was heartbreaking.

"I'm a little tired."

Ma Xianhong: "???"

Wang Ye: "..."

Zhuge Qing: "..."

Tired?

Are you tired from sitting in the sedan chair?

Although Ma Xianhong was completely confused, he could only continue the conversation:

"This...the mountain path is indeed rugged. Since you're tired..."

"Then don't just stand there."

Zhang Tianyi interrupted him directly, her tone extremely natural, even carrying a hint of taking control as if it were her right:

"Village Chief Ma, right?"

"Since you are the host here, I don't think I need to teach you the proper way to treat guests, do I?"

Zhang Tianyi pointed to the few rather elegant-looking houses in the village and smiled slightly:

"Find a quiet place."

"I am a little thirsty and would like to ask for a cup of tea."

"By the way, the tea must be good tea, and the water must be spring water. This humble Taoist is... picky about food."

These words immediately created a somewhat awkward atmosphere.

Ma Xianhong froze completely.

His original plan was to first try diplomacy and then resort to force, to talk to Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing about ideals and the principle of education for all, and then demonstrate his strength if they didn't join.

But this guy completely defied expectations from the start!

But Zhang Tianyi's calm and even somewhat domineering demeanor made Ma Xianhong feel no aversion at all.

Instead, I subconsciously felt that I had really neglected my distinguished guest.

This feeling... is very strange.

"This...this is natural!"

Ma Xianhong came to his senses. Although he felt strange, his body betrayed him, and he stepped aside to make way for her.

"It is an honor for Biyou Village to have you here, sir. Tea is certainly served, please!"

"Yes, good."

Zhang Tianyi nodded in satisfaction, flicked his whisk, and strode into the village.

Without needing Ma Xianhong to lead the way, he acted as if he were back home, looking around and occasionally offering his comments:

"Tsk, this house is facing a bit off-center, the lighting is poor."

Ma Xianhong followed behind, his expression quite interesting.

He wanted to interject and explain that the layout of the house was designed to complement the formation.

But every time he opened his mouth, he was silenced by Zhang Tianyi's all-seeing gaze.

Or the topic might be diverted by a comment like, "These flowers are planted quite well."

Rhythm.

It's completely chaotic.

The feeling of being unable to exert his strength made him so frustrated that he felt like he was going to vomit blood.

Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing followed at the very back, watching the bizarre scene ahead—

Ma Xianhong, who is usually arrogant and confident, and wants to use this place as a base to shake up the world of supernatural beings.

At this moment, she was like a dutiful tour guide, following closely behind Zhang Tianyi, and had to keep smiling from time to time.

"Awesome..."

Wang Ye sighed softly and gave a thumbs up:

"The Second Master's move... is called 'usurping the host's role and turning the guest into the host.'"

"Without lifting a finger, they directly disrupted Ma Xianhong's aura."

Zhuge Qing also squinted, gently waving his folding fan:

"This is the realm of mastery."

"As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed."

"As long as I act like the boss, everyone else has to act like the servant."

"I've learned a lot, I really have."

In front.

Zhang Tianyi walked to the front of a small courtyard that looked the most elegant and stopped.

"Let's do it here."

He pointed to the stone table and benches in the courtyard, and the ancient tree that provided shade:

"The environment is passable, barely acceptable."

Without waiting for Ma Xianhong's invitation, he walked straight in and plopped down in the main seat.

Then, she raised her head, her star-like eyes looking at Ma Xianhong, who was standing stunned at the door, and said with a smile:

"Little Ma, what are you standing there for?"

"To make tea."

"Do I really expect to do it myself?"

Ma Xianhong: "..."

He took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the thousand curses raging in his heart.

"Yes... I'll go right away."

This successor of the Divine Strategist, the leader of Biyou Village.

At this moment, he was completely reduced to a tea servant.

Zhang Tianyi, meanwhile, leaned leisurely against the stone table, watching the busy Ma Xianhong, a subtle slyness playing on his lips.

"Trying to outsmart me?"

"When I was doing this, your grandpa was still wearing open-crotch pants."

"If I don't lead you astray with this kind of behavior, I'll change my surname to yours!"

Chapter 77 Such a big village, and they don't even have WiFi?!

In the small courtyard, a gentle breeze was blowing, and ancient trees provided shade.

It must be said that although Ma Xianhong was involved in a pyramid scheme-like cult, he was indeed very efficient.

A short while later, he came out carrying an exquisite purple clay tray.

On the tray was a tea set that looked quite expensive.

Steam rose from the spout of the teapot, releasing a delicate aroma of tea.

"Master, I've kept you waiting."

Ma Xianhong placed the tea set on the stone table and, with fluid and graceful movements, poured Zhang Tianyi a cup of tea.

"This remote mountain village has nothing of value. But this water comes from a spring in the back mountain, and it is sweet and refreshing."

"This tea is also wild tea grown by the villagers themselves, its advantage lies in its naturalness."

"please."

Ma Xianhong made a "please" gesture, his eyes carrying a hint of barely perceptible expectation.

Although his Biyou Village was remote, he was quite confident in his tea ceremony.