Chapter 195: Calling Elder Sister Yuan

"What kind of weird person are you, actually making me take the initiative to hit you?" Weng Mingbi stared at her warily, then sized up Yuan Yao from head to toe, and demanded in a rough voice: "Who are you? State your name!"

Yuan Yao said: "Carefree Sect, Yuan Yao."

Hearing this, Weng Mingbi's expression changed; he quickly reached out to stop the four attendants behind him, "Are you that lazy disciple of the Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord?"

Yuan Yao: "……" This sentence sounded familiar.

Weng Mingbi snorted coldly: "Heh, today I'll spare you for your master's sake—scram!"

"What if I don't want to leave?" Yuan Yao stared at him.

"Well… then just sit!" Weng Mingbi, feeling Yuan Yao's gaze that wanted to beat him up, spoke nervously.

His parents had said that in the Ninth Province, one should avoid provoking anyone, especially not the Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord, otherwise they couldn't protect themselves.

Yuan Yao looked at his timid, bullying-the-weak-but-fearing-the-strong demeanor, the corner of her mouth twitching: "Do you still need to kneel and offer tea as an apology?"

"If you're willing…" Upon hearing this, Weng Mingbi was about to raise his tail in triumph, but seeing Yuan Yao's furrowed brow, his arrogant aura instantly died, and he muttered: "I've already let you off, what more do you want?"

"We'll compensate you for the Spiritual Tea accidentally knocked over." Yuan Yao said.

After saying that, Yuan Yao told the waiter shrinking to the side: "Give this Young Master Weng a fresh pot of Spiritual Tea, put it on my tab."

Weng Mingbi saw this and pursed his lips.

He wasn't short of money.

He just needed to vent his anger, and besides, the top of his foot was wet and sore.

Weng Mingbi turned his head and snapped: "What's going on with this tea house? Hurry up and clean it!"

The tea house proprietor immediately came out to apologize.

Weng Mingbi scolded the proprietor a few times, his anger subsided, and he sat back down.

Yuan Yao told the tea house proprietor: "Sorry for causing you trouble."

Hearing that, the proprietor was flattered and shook his head.

"What are you pretending to be a good person for?" Weng Mingbi muttered under his breath.

Yuan Yao gave him a sidelong glance, but he deliberately looked away to avoid her gaze.

Yuan Yao was about to pull her senior sister back to her seat when she suddenly saw two people outside the tea house: a pretty girl in a green dress and a handsome young man in white robes.

Weng Mingbi also saw the arrivals, jumped to his feet excitedly, and shouted: "Sister!"

The girl in green was Weng Mingshu, and the young man in white was the Eldest Senior Brother of the Heavenly Cloud Sect, Yan Haonan.

Weng Mingshu seemed to have seen someone, her face lighting up with surprise, and she hurried over.

Weng Mingbi thought his sister had come for him, his face showing barely concealed delight, he opened his arms, about to embrace Weng Mingshu.

But the next moment—

Weng Mingshu brushed past him and embraced someone else.

"Yao Yao! You're here too? I've been trying to ask you out shopping these past couple days, but you always said you were busy—I never expected to run into you here." Weng Mingshu's voice rang out.

Weng Mingbi's body went stiff.

He slowly turned his head, only to see his sister affectionately linking arms with Yuan Yao, her lovely face breaking into a genuine smile.

Suddenly, Yuan Yao glanced in his direction.

Weng Mingbi: "!" Is she going to tattle to my sister?!

Yuan Yao asked Weng Mingshu, "Is this your younger brother?"

Weng Mingshu was still feeling happy, but upon hearing this, she looked toward Weng Mingbi and saw the youth wearing a green brocade robe, like a peacock displaying its tail.

"How can you dress like that?" Weng Mingshu frowned, her face darkening.

Like a country bumpkin.

Weng Mingbi struggled to speak: "Doesn't it look good?"

Weng Mingshu snapped: "Do you think it looks good? Like a nouveau riche hillbilly!"

Weng Mingbi was scolded until he shrank his head like a quail, cheeks puffed out in anger, yet he dared not retort.

The onlookers: "……" Truly, one thing subdues another!

"Eldest Miss." The four attendants behind Weng Mingbi bowed respectfully to Weng Mingshu.

After nodding, Weng Mingshu noticed everyone in the tea house hall was staring at her, but she didn't mind much, and told Yuan Yao: "Yao Yao, let me introduce you—this is my younger brother, two years my junior, Weng Mingbi."

"Mingbi, this is my good friend, Yuan Yao. Come on, quickly call her Elder Sister Yuan."

The onlookers wore expressions of watching a show.

Just moments ago, this Young Master Weng was still shouting at Yuan Yao, but now he has to call her Elder Sister Yuan.

What a wonderful twist.

Weng Mingbi's face turned green, he showed an unwilling expression: "I refuse to call her that."

Seeing her brother's expression, Weng Mingshu also glanced at Yuan Yao and her senior sister, and immediately thought of something.

"Did you bully Yao Yao?" Weng Mingshu knew Weng Mingbi usually acted arrogantly outside, so his reluctance to call Yuan Yao Elder Sister Yuan suggests he likely offended her!

Weng Mingbi replied guiltily: "No… no."

"Apologize immediately!"

"Sister, I'm your brother! Why aren't you helping me? That person smashed the teapot onto the top of my foot, and it still hurts—I just wanted her to apologize, I didn't hit them."

"Saying that just means you wanted to hit them but failed."

Weng Mingbi choked slightly.

Seeing this, Yuan Yao was about to speak up to interrupt their argument.

"Elder Sister Yuan! Elder Sister Yuan! Elder Sister Yuan!" Weng Mingbi shouted resentfully, each cry heavier than the last: "I was wrong."

Everyone present was stunned; they never expected this seemingly proud and arrogant Young Master Weng to submit so easily.

"Yao Yao, give me face and let him off—don't make him apologize to you!" Weng Mingshu nudged Yuan Yao lightly with her elbow.

Yuan Yao: "..."

"Repentance?" Weng Mingbi suddenly realized something; he hurriedly ran to hide behind the four attendants, his face pale with fright as he stared at Yuan Yao, "So you're the rumored Repentance Immortal!"

According to rumor, the Repentance Immortal loves making others reflect on their mistakes.

If one does not comply, they will be given a severe beating.

He fears being beaten the most.

"Sister, come over quickly! We need to leave this place!" Weng Mingbi called out urgently, his legs trembling.

"What are you afraid of? This is your Elder Sister Yuan; she definitely won't lay a hand on you." Weng Mingshu said, seeing his pathetic appearance, frustrated that he was useless.

"Really?" Weng Mingbi said half-believing, half-doubting.

He guarded his eyes, staring at Yuan Yao.

Yuan Yao let out a soft sigh, "Now I won't let you repent."

"What about later?"

"We'll talk about later matters later."

After ensuring his own safety, Weng Mingbi pushed the four attendants aside with both hands and walked out swaggeringly.

He gave a dry laugh: "Exactly, we'll talk about later matters later!"

Weng Mingbi is now fifteen years old, but his cultivation is only at the initial Foundation Establishment stage.

And Weng Mingshu is now seventeen years old, her cultivation has already broken through to the initial Golden Core stage.

Among his peers, Weng Mingbi's cultivation talent is extremely mediocre; if he did not have the status of the eldest son of the Weng family and the son of the Heavenly Cloud Sect's sect leader, he probably wouldn't even have the qualifications to enter the Heaven and Earth Domain.