Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

It was as if they were speaking some strange and complicated code.

Roddy watched as Caesar placed the gold gauze pad on the tea bowl, twisted both sides clockwise on his palm, and aimed the delicate pattern on the cup at the old man pouring tea in front of him.

This action is a sign of respect from the tea drinker to the tea maker, especially in this kind of occasion, the three of them represent the face of Kassel Academy. Even if they are here to cause trouble, before the fight even starts, respecting the opponent is a sign of disrespect to oneself, which is very shameful.

At least for someone as competitive as Caesar, his "battlefield" had already begun as soon as he entered the door.

So, under the strange looks of Rody and Chu Zihang, Caesar drank the tea in the cup without hesitation.

Damn...isn’t it hot bro???

Rody opened his mouth slightly. Even if he was a dragon... he would feel hot. What was Caesar doing?

After Caesar drank the whole cup and slowly put the teacup back in place, this ended the tea art 'confrontation'. In Caesar's opinion, he perfectly caught the bullet fired by Tachibana Masamune, and all the etiquette was in line with the standards of the tea ceremony.

This is a show of force by the Neon branch.

At the same time, Caesar noticed that Rody and Chu Zihang next to him did not follow his actions, so he quickly gave Rody a look to follow his instructions.

"..."

Rody shook his head secretly. He was afraid of the heat and would never do that!

But Chu Zihang also learned from her and took the tea bowl from the maid. Ah, Senior Brother Chu is such a gentle and considerate man.

Waiting for Chu Zihang last night.

The eyes of the group of people in front were all focused on Rody.

Seems to be waiting for his response.

"Ahem, thank you, but isn't drinking tea before a meal bad for your stomach and intestines?"

Roddy knows the identity of Tachibana Masamune. Damn, this guy is a German.

I know nothing about tea ceremony.

Besides, these so-called tea ceremony rules in Japan are quite popular now, but they are just like Yilin and the like.

It is the product of the Chinese people's blind worship of foreign countries when they have not regained their cultural confidence.

But waiting ten years.

What bullshit rules.

Drinking tea was originally passed down by our Chinese ancestors. Our ancestors didn't even mention any rules. You took our things, regarded them as your own culture, and started to make them more particular.

Sorry, that's not the rule here.

So Rody took the tea bowl from the maid carelessly, took a sip, and put it down.

He smacked his lips and said something that made the family heads' eyes narrow and their faces droop.

Does this mean that they don't know how to treat guests?

Then, a pair of dissatisfied eyes, which were already glowing with golden light, fell on Rody again.

There was a sense of oppression in the air.

It seemed like it was asking Roddy to bow his head, admit his mistake, and apologize!

But...this kind of probing behavior has made Roddy a little impatient.

He tapped his fingers lightly on the table, raised his head and faced the scrutinizing gazes expressionlessly, his black pupils, without changing at all, swept over the heads of the families sitting on his left and right sides one by one.

Although his golden pupils were not revealed, the young man's eyes were as sharp as the blade of a peerless sword. For a moment, the hearts of those expressionless family heads suddenly tightened, as if someone was strangling their hearts.

If they continued, they would die miserably in the next moment under the violent rage of the storm. They immediately looked away one by one. It was a subconscious instinct.

I didn't dare to look into Rody's eyes which were as deep as the abyss.

The farce ended just as it began.

And what about Tachibana Masamune?

Hearing this, he showed no displeasure. Instead, he thought for a moment, nodded, and said with a smile, "It was my old man's negligence to invite the three commissioners to have tea before the dinner started."

"In that case, let's start the dinner."

Hearing this, Caesar and Chu Zihang, who were scalded to the point of tears and felt as if their throats had peeled off, suddenly felt that their noses seemed to be a little red... they looked like a clown. What was going on? ! !

Where's the tea ceremony and the rules?

Is it just that simple that we just skip it?

Chu Zihang glanced at Roddy, who nodded repeatedly, rubbing his hands together, with his index finger raised, ready to have a good meal. He did not take this dinner seriously at all.

It's funny in my heart.

He should have known it long ago. With Roddy's personality, he wouldn't care about whether there was a Hongmen Banquet or not, nor would he take the so-called honor of the school to heart.

To be honest, Chu Zihang didn't know how powerful Rody was, but if they really had to fight, he had a hunch that even if he used the secret techniques he found from the Lionheart Society, he would not be Rody's opponent.

Afterwards, more maids emerged from behind the screen and began to methodically remove the snacks that no one had tasted on the table, and brought out plates of exquisitely presented but small delicacies.

Tachibana Masamune, who was sitting there, kept observing Roddy.

After the maids disappeared behind the screen again and there was no sound to disturb them, he cleared his throat and picked up the full sake glass in front of him.

"This first cup is to welcome the three guests who have come from afar. I hope you can feel the warmth of home in Neon and in the process of communicating and studying with the Neon Kassel Academy branch."

"Gentlemen, please drink this cup to the full."

Chapter 269 Caesar: Do you dare to compete with me?

In the hall

The only sound was the occasional footsteps of maids appearing and serving new dishes to everyone.

There was no extraneous sound.

It seemed that because of the defeat in the previous small battle, the other heads of the eight Sheqi families felt a little ashamed.

So everyone chose to keep silent and eat in silence.

Although they were said to be eating, they just lowered their heads and moved their chopsticks occasionally. The only ones who were actually eating were Rody, Cesare Gattuso, and Masamune Tachibana who was sitting at the top.

What a waste of a table full of delicious food.

Tachibana Masamune would occasionally chat with Rody.

He looks like a gentle old man who cares about family matters.

In his words.

He is not from the neon branch of Kassel Academy.

I don't have the qualifications to handle official business with Rody.

This time, Jianmei was just hosting a private welcome party for the heads of the eight Sheqi families. They didn't come to discuss official business, but just to meet the young and promising juniors.

This old guy is acting weird.

Rody thought to himself, but on the surface he had a warm smile on his face and chatted with Tachibana Masamune, as if they were close friends regardless of age.

"As for official business, the head of the Yuan family, Yuan Zhisheng, who is also the deputy director of the Cassel branch, will contact the three of you next."

Tachibana Masamune picked up the tea and took a sip before speaking in a gentle voice.

Speaking of which.

Where is Yuan Zhisheng?

Roddy stuffed the extremely expensive tuna sashimi with wasabi on his hand into his mouth, and asked with a distorted expression.

"Where did Minister Yuan go?"

Could it be that he went to send Eri off?

No, it's not.

Rody's keen senses were fully activated, and he could sense a unique breathing sound behind the screen on the right. Although the breathing was plain, it was much heavier than those of the maids around him.

Needless to say, he is definitely a man, and a very sharp one at that.

Roddy didn't need to see it to know that he was definitely being treated as Yuan Zhisheng.

It seems that this guy has bad intentions.

But coincidentally, Rody also wanted to meet Yuan Zhisheng, so he asked the question even though he knew the answer.

"Oh, to welcome the three commissioners, Yuan Zhisheng planned to give them a welcome performance. He went to prepare and has not returned since."

As expected, when Roddy asked, the smile on Tachibana Masamune's face widened.

Answer lightly.

"Hey, is that a sword dance?"

Rody also pretended to be surprised and raised his eyebrows. What a guy, did he and Senior Brother Chu not know that Xiang Zhuang's sword dance was aimed at Pei Gong?

Are we really going to hold a Hongmen Banquet?

"No, it's not."

Tachibana Masamune shook his head, indicating that it was not what Roddy thought, and he explained gently.

"It's a kendo fighting show. Maybe you two don't know, but I have Russian and Japanese ancestry, and I have been trying to integrate into Japanese society over the years."

"He also learned kendo, sword forging, tea art, etc. Zhisheng likes kendo as much as I do, so we are planning to have a kendo competition."

At this moment, the sound of a cigarette lighter roller suddenly rang out.

Wait for everyone to look sideways.

It's Caesar.

This nobleman from Gattuso, with his wild chest covered with golden chest hair, sat sideways with one hand on his knee, as if he was relaxed and comfortable in some romantic occasion, while lighting a Cohiba for himself.

This is the most authentic Cuban cigar, and it is also the cigarette that Caesar said a real man should smoke, not a slim ladies' cigarette.

At this moment, he exhaled a puff of green smoke, looked at everyone's eyes, and smiled brightly.

"Would you like one too? You're welcome. I have plenty, but I may not be able to share them with you right now."

At the same time, Caesar showed that he was very interested in kendo.