Reborn as the little tail of the cool master

Yu Changfeng visited Fuguang Palace late at night. Two hours later, the sky was just beginning to brighten and the sky in the east was turning pale.

Xiao Jingxuan was fully equipped. He dug two jars of Qinxinzui from the backyard, knocked out the disciples guarding the boundary, and escaped from the top of the Biluo Cloud Peak.

When we arrived at Twilight Town, a border town near Duanshe City, the sun had already set and it was almost dusk.

He found an inconspicuous inn to stay in, and looking southwest from the window, he could just see the dead and silent city.

This seemingly inconspicuous little inn was actually filled with distinguished guests, most of whom were wandering practitioners and alchemists from all over the world.

Xiao Jingxuan wore a hood on his robe, which covered most of his indifferent and murderous face.

Only the tall nose bridge and the pale thin lips around it were not hidden in the darkness.

Although it seemed that his presence in the crowd had been extremely reduced, he had actually become the focus of attention from the very beginning.

"Waiter! Bring me a pot of West Lake Longjing tea, two plates of stir-fried beef, two plates of peanuts, and two jars of Qin Xin Zui!"

The man who ordered food in a bold manner as soon as he entered the door was a burly middle-aged man with a thick beard.

The shop was small to begin with. After he came in, he looked around but couldn't find an empty seat, so he became furious.

"Son! Where are the tables and chairs? Do you want the guests to lie on the floor and eat meat and drink?"

Seeing that the man had a bad temper, the clerk immediately ran over and apologized in a servile manner.

"Excuse me, sir, I am really sorry, but our store is packed with customers today."

"Look, why don't you just eat with the young man in the corner?"

The bearded man glanced around and sat down next to Xiao Jingxuan with a sullen face.

"Forget it, forget it, bring me some good wine and food!"

The waiter's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry, we've sold out our Qin Xin Zui. How about I replace it with the best plum wine?"

"Exchange the Qinxinzui for Plum Blossom Wine?" The bearded man slammed the table and stood up, putting one leg on the bench under Xiao Jingxuan's butt.

He refused to give in and kept pestering her, saying, "How can plum blossom wine compare to the refreshing wine? It has no wine flavor and no sweet aftertaste."

The guy opened his eyes wide, staring at his fist that was bigger than his head, without saying a word, his calves shaking.

Xiao Jingxuan didn't want to meddle in other people's business, so he just turned his eyes away as if he was watching from the sidelines, and pulled the edge of his hood, thinking, out of sight, out of mind.

When he was about to close his eyes, he suddenly thought of Chu Huaizhou. He thought: If Junior Master-Uncle were here, would he also sit back and do nothing?

The answer is no. Although Junior Master Uncle has a cold and aloof personality, he is also a very gentle and kind person.

He would certainly not tolerate such things as the big bullying the small and the strong taking advantage of the weak.

Xiao Jingxuan's lips moved slightly, but his hoarse voice, which had not spoken for a long time, had no time to make a sound.

Someone at the next table couldn't stand it anymore and tried to dissuade him, "If the waiter says there's nothing, then there's nothing. Can he still fool you?"

"If you really want to drink the refreshing wine, and you have the ability, then go to Huajianfu in the front street to drink it. There are all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and the sea there."

The person who spoke at this time was a woman with a high ponytail. She spoke in a cheerful and bold manner, and was dressed in a heroic manner.

As soon as she finished speaking, whispers immediately broke out around her, as if they had been discussed in advance.

"Hua Jian Fu is a famous restaurant in this area. I heard that those who can enter there are all wealthy officials."

"The people there are living a life of luxury and debauchery, and their bones are softened with comfort!"

Having said that, the bearded uncle felt embarrassed and said, "Okay, okay, you can handle it for me."

"I don't want any plum wine. I want two jars of the best wine that can be as strong as Qin Xin Zui."

The ruffian sat down with his feet still on the stool, and his sitting posture was very unruly.

Xiao Jingxuan glanced at him indifferently, then lowered his eyelids to look at his feet, his eyes gradually becoming deeper and colder.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a man before? If you look at me again, I'll dig your eyes out!"

The ruffian was frustrated and had no place to vent his anger, so he picked on the weak. Seeing that the man in black didn't say anything, he thought he was an easy target to bully.

Xiao Jingxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his pair of eyes like deep pools narrowed slightly. His gaze was extremely cold, as if ice piercing his bones.

Half of his face was hidden in the darkness, and his unclear expression only added to his strong sense of aggression.

He stared at the other person for a moment without saying anything, then slightly retracted his gaze and took a sip of the cold tea.

The ruffian tried to keep his face, but he felt uneasy under the stare, so he immediately put his foot down reluctantly.

"What bad luck today. Isn't this shop famous for its refreshing wine? How come it's gone just like that?"

The man muttered quietly, "It's fine if there's no good wine to drink, but in the end, I also met a mute person who can't talk. How boring."

When the waiter was leaving, he was stopped by another customer, and the two of them exchanged a few words.

It looked like they were very familiar with each other, and I heard the man ask casually.

"I vaguely remember that your store always has a lot of refreshing and intoxicating things. Why is there nothing left today?"

Xiao Jingxuan remembered what the Pavilion Master said: Yu Huai went to a remote tavern and bought two jars of Qinxinzui.

Could this be the place?

Thinking of this, he collected his thoughts slightly, suppressed the urge to leave, and listened attentively.

The waiter smiled and replied, "Alas, you don't know, two days ago, three customers ordered all the Qin Xin Zui in the store at once."

"The boss didn't want to buy all of them, but the young man's offer was really high, and we are profit-seeking businessmen."

"That's why we're facing a shortage of fine wine right now."

Xiao Jingxuan's pupils suddenly constricted, and his brows, which always seemed to be indifferent to everything, also furrowed tightly, and his thoughts became more intense.

"Three people? Then it is very likely that Yu Huai and Ning You are holding Junior Master hostage."

When the waiter arrived at the kitchen, he was in his own territory and ordered the dishes with great pride.

When he turned around, he ran into Xiao Jingxuan, who had his head and face covered tightly, leaving only his clear lips exposed.

I was frightened to death, my eyes rolled back, and I almost fainted. I thought in panic: This young man is dressed very strangely.

The man wearing a black hood seems to be the one who ordered West Lake Longjing tea just now. What does his meaning mean by coming to the kitchen?

Oh no, did he find out that I was selling fake goods? He wants to seek justice from me? He doesn't want to kill me to silence me, does he?

The man was disturbed by all the speculations in his heart. He bent down and bowed, and asked -

He tried to put on a professional fake smile, "Sir, the kitchen is a restricted area, no one is allowed to enter."

Xiao Jingxuan raised his eyelids and, as if deliberately trying to go against someone, glanced indifferently at the kitchen.

He said, "I didn't come here to explore the kitchen of your store. I just have something I want to ask you."

"Oh?" The guy's expression finally relaxed a little, and a more professional smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

"Young Master, you have come here to ask this question. I believe this matter must be very worrying to you, right?"