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He tried to refuse again, but two handsome young men in tuxedos walked out of the door and bowed politely to Ye Xiao.

"You must be Mr. Kalon? Miss Windsor extended an invitation to you, and we would be grateful if you could come with us."

Chapter Ninety: Tea Party in the Air

Having been called upon by that young lady, Ye Xiao had no choice but to reluctantly follow the servant into the guest room.

On the bright side, it's not like we're guaranteed to run into that saint Tanya, is it?

Besides, even the strongest refusal would inevitably arouse suspicion. After all, even for the company's secret service team, being temporarily hired as family servants wasn't a big deal. They were originally going to stay on the airship anyway, so it didn't make much difference where they were.

When Miss Mofeng saw Ye Xiao through the door, she even gave him a thumbs up and said something like, "If you become rich and powerful, don't forget me."

"I was just bragging when I said I was good at brewing tea. I don't know anything about it."

On the way, Ye Xiao was still unwilling to give up and talked to Pierberg and two young servants.

"It's okay, it won't affect anything, let's try it first."

Pierberg waved his hand.

However, the servants on both sides did not take Ye Xiao directly to the banquet hall on the third floor. Instead, they found him a room on the second floor to change into servants' clothes.

Although his original travel cloak and linen shirt were neat enough, they did not conform to the elegant style of a noble servant.

After changing into the servants' tailcoats, the two servants continued to lead Ye Xiao to the third floor where Miss Windsor was located.

A melodious piano piece was playing in the banquet hall on the third floor, while in the spacious cabin, noble ladies and gentlemen chatted and laughed, enjoying afternoon tea at each table.

If Ye Xiao hadn't seen the rows of seats in the lower cabins, packed with people, he would have doubted whether he had gotten into the wrong place just by looking at this scene.

Even though the passengers in the lower cabins were mostly minor nobles and officers, the difference in their treatment compared to the high-ranking nobles of the duchies above was so vast.

At the very front of the banquet hall, a semi-protruding observation deck stands out, topped with an arched glass dome, and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking a clear blue sky and drifting white clouds.

Bright sunlight streamed into the room, illuminating the vibrant flowers blooming around the edge of the table. Waitstaff in suits sat around a round table covered with a snow-white silk cloth, where an exquisitely decorated tableware stand, resembling a small building, displayed delectable tea and snacks.

It resembles a sky garden suspended in the sky.

A young girl with long, deep purple hair sat gracefully at the table, like a solitary rose in full bloom, while several nobles from the duchy surrounded her, flattering her.

The girl was none other than Miss Windsor, but fortunately, Saint Tanya, who was causing Ye Xiao a headache, was not sitting next to her at this moment.

With Tanya gone, things will be much easier.

Ye Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and followed the attendant across several steps covered with a deep red carpet to the scenic viewing platform.

Pierberg now has a seat at this table, and although it's unclear how he got involved with Miss Windsor, he seems to attribute it all to Ye Xiao's bet.

“Miss Windsor, he’s here. This is the friend I was talking about.”

Pierberg proudly introduced Ye Xiao to the young and beautiful girl, but Miss Windsor, with a flat expression, rested her chin on her hand, merely glanced at Ye Xiao casually, and nodded listlessly, "Then let him give it a try."

This "try" naturally refers to the skill of brewing tea.

For commoners like Ye Xiao, there are not many rules about drinking tea, but for noble gentlemen, there are extremely strict requirements for identifying and selecting tea materials and teaware, as well as for the time and temperature of brewing tea and the brewing method.

Therefore, high-class noble servants often had dedicated tea masters, and sometimes even multiple tea masters depending on the regional style.

As the duke's daughter, Ella has always been very picky about tea. Even though they are the same person, the simple food that Ye Xiao can eat would be hard for Ella to swallow.

So, Ye Xiao's tea-making skills are quite high; he can make afternoon tea for his own Ella and also cater to the tastes of people like Queen Skadi and Greta.

But then again, while he may have the skill, now is not the time for him to show off.

I brewed it so well that I accidentally made Miss Windsor feel too comfortable. If I let him come over to brew tea every day, he'll run into that unlucky Tanya sooner or later.

Therefore, Ye Xiao came up with a plan: he would brew a pot of utterly awful stuff for everyone, which would probably get him sent back to be a gatekeeper.

I might feel a little bad for everyone here, especially Pierberg.

The shelf was filled with a dazzling array of teas, some of which even Ye Xiao didn't quite recognize. He "carefully" selected the few that were the worst combination, put them into the teapot with tweezers, and then stepped aside to start simmering them over a low flame using a heater made of magic crystal ore.

"By the way, young lady, did the Holy Maiden not attend the banquet this time?"

While Ye Xiao was preparing the dark tea, the nobles were chatting around the round table.

"She still needs to rest; her body has been somewhat overworked since the Battle of Shazhoubao."

Miss Windsor replied softly.

"Your Excellency, you have worked so hard for the Duchy."

The nobleman paused for a moment, then immediately added, "Of course, there's also Miss. Your long journey to the Western Frontier has been worthwhile for the cause of our duchy."

"Yeah yeah."

"Oh, thank you for your hard work, Miss."

A group of people quickly chimed in.

The flattery was so blatant that even Ye Xiao, who was standing nearby, wanted to laugh.

However, he did know why Tanya was no longer there.

He figured that such power was illogical and costless. The fact that it could hold its own against him, who was empowered by Ella's divine power, meant that it was more than just hard work and sweat.

"So, has Miss reached a conclusion regarding holding that person accountable?"

The nobles then moved on to another topic.

"Leader of the Legion?"

Windsor raised an eyebrow, her expression immediately turning somewhat unfriendly. "Of course it was replaced, what else could it be?"

The legion commander has changed? Ye Xiao was stunned again. Did this mean that the "Desert Fox" had been laid off?

That makes sense; someone has to take the blame for a failed war. The principality has suffered considerable losses in this wave, so the position to take the blame can't be too low.

Windsor couldn't let someone from the Tyron family take the blame, and the Legion Commander was just a player with no background, making him the perfect scapegoat.

At that point, being dismissed from office might be the least of his worries; he could end up in a war prison.

It's a real shame. He deserved this fate for being an accomplice to evil. It should have been expected.

Ye Xiao felt a pang of sadness for his elder brother from his previous life, whom he had never met, for a second, then cheerfully started brewing tea again.

"Hey, Miss, do you have any ideas about the new legion commander?"

A nobleman seized the opportunity to chime in, "What do you think of that one in our family..."

Miss Windsor listened, her eyes narrowing slightly, and her expression immediately turned somewhat unpleasant.

Seeing that the young lady's expression was not right, another nobleman quickly patted the nobleman on the shoulder, "Don't keep talking about these things during the banquet. Everyone has finally gotten away from the battlefield to relax, can't you talk about something happy?"

"Oh, my problem, my problem."

The nobleman quickly changed his tune and changed the subject.

Chapter Ninety-One: The Tea-Brewing Immortal

Nobles are nobles after all; they are adept at social interactions and all for personal gain. A group of people fawn over this young lady on the surface, but it goes without saying how much genuine affection they actually have.

But people love the feeling of being the center of attention, whether it's real or not doesn't matter, as long as it makes them happy. However, as the one offering the flattery, one still needs to learn to read the room and avoid revealing their true intentions at inappropriate times.

Ye Xiao overheard a small tea party and witnessed the myriad aspects of human life. The tea in his hand was finally brewed.

A faint fragrance, a blend of jasmine and rose, with a hint of earthy freshness after rain, it's not that it smells bad, but it always gives people a slightly strange feeling.

Ye Xiao couldn't very well brew a pot of tea that smelled nauseating; that would be too much, and if others thought he was deliberately trying to upset them, he would be in big trouble.

This tea, which smells strange but is actually quite nice, is just right. You might say it's poorly made but smells delicious, but once you actually drink it, it can instantly end a wonderful day.

With elegant bearing, Ye Xiao arranged the porcelain cups in a circle on an exquisite ceramic tray and served them to the nobles.

Judging from his movements, he really did have a professional air about him. Wearing white gloves and carrying a teapot, he gently bent down to pour the first cup of tea for Miss Windsor.

A strange fragrance filled the air. Miss Windsor smelled the tea, and her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly before relaxing.

This was the first time she had ever smelled this kind of black tea. It smelled a little strange at first, but after smelling it for a while, it seemed to have a pleasant aroma.

Is this the specialty black tea of ​​Lorenzhai? This new tea-brewing servant seems to have some skill.

Miss Windsor couldn't help but raise her gaze and glance at Ye Xiao again. Only then did she realize that the servant seemed somewhat familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere before, but she couldn't remember where.

But none of that mattered. She had seen hundreds or even thousands of high-ranking officials and nobles, so whether she remembered an unknown servant or not was irrelevant.

The girl picked up the teacup, took a small sip, and immediately a muddy taste, like mud, spread across her lips.

Ugh, this tastes awful!

After one bite, Miss Windsor's eyes became clear.

Because she only took a small sip, the indescribable, strange, earthy taste vanished in an instant, as if someone had suddenly punched her and then disappeared, leaving her feeling dizzy for a moment.

She was even a little confused for a moment, wondering if she had eaten something wrong, or if acid reflux was causing the tea to taste so bad?

Miss Windsor has lived a life of luxury since birth, but there have been times when she has tasted things that did not suit her taste.

But this tea… she didn’t understand. Could there really be something in this world that tasted so awful? Even if you collected a whole jar of horse urine, it wouldn’t be one ten-thousandth as bad.

Staring at the teacup in her hand, the clear and clean, alluring deep red reflected the girl's beautiful face.

It smells wonderful and looks beautiful, so why did the smell just now feel so strange?

Miss Windsor tried to recall the taste of that sip of tea, but she couldn't quite remember it. The impact of that moment was so intense that even her soul selectively discarded that fleeting pain.

However, as a noblewoman and also a connoisseur with the most discerning palate, she stubbornly refused to believe in such things.

She needed to figure out what was going on with this tea.

So she picked up the teacup and took another sip.

This time she drank more, the tea swirling in her mouth. The taste was initially quite mild, but then it grew stronger, gradually developing a bitter aftertaste.

The taste buds touched by the tea felt like barren fields washed away by mud. Then, a nauseating, fishy smell suddenly exploded, shooting straight to the top of one's head.

Compared to the previous skit, this time there's even a hidden Easter egg that we couldn't unlock before.

Wow! ! !

If it weren't for maintaining her elegant image, the young woman would have almost vomited on the spot in front of all the nobles.

What is this thing?!

It's like a horse pissing!

Did that damned servant accidentally mix up the horse urine and bring it over?!

Miss Windsor's expression at this moment was more complex and changeable than the weather forecast. She put down her cup with trembling hands, her gaze involuntarily drifting towards the other nobles at the table who were drinking tea.

The nobleman also took a sip of tea. In that instant, he felt as if he had been caught off guard and had his soul attacked by an evil god. The shock in his mind was beyond description.

He nearly lost control and jumped up from the table, smashing the teacup in his hand and cursing whoever had brought him a cup of urine.

But in the end, he didn't dare to do it.

This is Miss Windsor's tea party; unless he thinks he and his family are too old to live, doing this is like putting a light on a toilet.

But why does this tea taste so bad?

The nobleman was puzzled. He cautiously turned his gaze to Miss Windsor, who was in the host's seat, and saw that she was also looking at him.

Huh? Why is Miss Windsor looking at me at this moment?

Are you asking me how this tea tastes?

The shrewd nobleman, quick-witted as ever, deciphered the implication conveyed in the young lady's single glance.

By the way, Miss Windsor specially invited a local tea master from Xinjiang. Perhaps this is the taste of Xinjiang black tea, but he just doesn't like it. Miss Windsor might like the taste, so she came over to see if there are any like-minded partners.

If he were to express his dissatisfaction at this moment, he would not only offend the young lady, but also belittle her taste, and the consequences of doing so would be predictable.

Their family is also facing difficulties now, and they must climb up the tree of the Tyron family to have a chance to rise to prominence. He has gone through all kinds of hardships to get to this place, how can he let his and his family's efforts go to waste because of a cup of tea!

The nobleman then laughed heartily and put down his teacup.

“Good tea!”

ha? ? ?

Upon hearing the other person's words, Miss Windsor's pupils dilated.

"So this is the tea from Xinjiang. It's truly delightful."