activa-t Chapter 120 I just don't like it
Chapter 120 I just don't like it
"My Lord, you are joking. It's just a pot of ordinary tea. Well, I'll accept it. It's just a pot of tea money. If you don't have anything else to do, and you are busy, we won't keep you here." Long Aotian said lightly.
Nangong Gaoming's heart skipped a beat and he knew something was wrong.
"Mr. Long, I did offend you a lot the other day. I hope you and your friends won't take it too seriously. Your magic tea did make me confused and do something wrong. I was wrong in this matter."
"You are a magnanimous person. Feel free to tell us if you have any dissatisfaction. I only hope that you will sell us some more magic tea out of consideration for the kindness of parents. We are willing to exchange it at any price!"
Nangong Gaoming bowed to Long Aotian, then glared at Nangong Changling who was watching the fun on the side, and both of them bent down towards Long Aotian.
Long Aotian then paused and stepped forward to help the two of them up.
"Lord Nangong has indeed paid for the cup of tea just now. As for the kidnapping of me and my friend, after all, every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. I, Long Aotian, know my grudges very clearly. If I have a grudge against someone, I will avenge him on the spot. I wonder if Lord Nangong is willing to give me this favor?"
"It should be so! It should be so!" Nangong Gaoming breathed a sigh of relief and shouted to the outside of the door:
"Bring up Dulong!"
“Ah! It’s him!” Zhong Jingtian, who was behind him, clenched his fists angrily when he saw Dulong.
Ye Liangchen quickly held his hand and shook his head to stop him.
Long Aotian looked at Dulong without any surprise, but did not give him any extra glances. He just ordered him to be tied up and locked aside.
After handing over the enemy, Long Aotian smiled gently at Nangong Gaoming:
"Now that I have found the culprit, I will settle our accounts. Is there any objection, Lord Nangong?"
Before Nangong Gaoming could speak, Nangong Changling on the side could no longer sit still and said loudly:
"Boy, don't be shameless! Do you think..."
“Shut up!” Nangong Gaoming slapped Nangong Changling on the shoulder, “If you can’t speak, shut up!”
"Father, why do you have to..." Nangong Changling's righteous voice fell silent under Nangong Gaoming's stare.
"Mr. Long, my son is ignorant, this..." Nangong Gaoming hurriedly apologized to Long Aotian with a smile.
"It's okay. I usually don't bother with juniors." Long Aotian took another sip of the health tea and looked at Nangong Changling with satisfaction, who dared to be angry but not to speak.
"Generally speaking, I believe in an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth." Long Aotian said dimly, "Master, you are the owner of a ball, so I guess you don't have much time to spend in our small courtyard."
"I see that your son has a nice set of teeth, and he just needs a handyman. So, how about this, your son stays in our courtyard for as many days as I can give him my health tea?"
"Do odd jobs? How could I let you little brats do odd jobs?" Although Nangong Changling was shamefully tempted by the promise of plenty of health tea, his noble pride prevented him from bowing to the three people in front of him who were younger than him.
What’s more, it’s just doing odd jobs!
He was so angry!
"Oh? It seems that your young master is very reluctant. When he was arguing, he was full of energy. I guess the pot of tea yesterday was really magical. I think your young master will recover after another three to five years of recuperation. Why should he condescend to do odd jobs in our shabby yard?"
Long Aotian remained calm and even took a big sip of tea.
Zhong Jingtian behind him was already covering his mouth and chuckling. Seeing Long Aotian drinking the tea, he also took out his thermos cup and imitated Long Aotian, taking a big gulp and exhaling a breath of hot air, indicating that it tasted good.
Ye Liangchen looked to the left, then to the side, until Zhong Jingtian nudged his arm, as if signaling with his eyes: "It's your turn!"
He quickly took out his thermos and took a big sip.
The three brothers showed through their actions that to maintain good health, one must also be neat and tidy.
Nangong Gaoming was so angry at Nangong Changling's words that he was about to smoke. He beat Nangong Changling all over the body and shouted, "I'm in charge. From today on, you stay here. You are not allowed to go anywhere until your injury is healed!"
Perhaps he was afraid that if he hit Nangong Changling too hard, he would get more injured, but if he hit him too lightly, Nangong Changling would not obey him, so Nangong Gaoming's face was twisted into a knot.
When the two men stopped, Nangong father and son felt their faces getting slightly hot as they looked at Long Aotian and the other two who were smiling as they watched them "take action".
However, Nangong Changling still seemed a little unconvinced, which could be seen from his restless eyes.
Long Aotian was very generous. He patiently called the system to give him a pot of wolfberry and eucommia tea.
And in front of everyone, he put a "sleeping pill" in the cup.
"What...are you putting here?" asked Nangong Changling.
"Sugar, sweet. Or, poison." Long Aotian smiled maliciously.
"You drank it anyway."
"So, do you want to drink it?" He shook the thermos cup like a big cat casting a hook to catch fish.
Nangong Changling gritted his teeth, ruthlessly snatched the thermos cup, and drank it in one gulp.
Sure enough, he collapsed after drinking it.
Long Aotian met Nangong Gaoming's doubtful eyes.
He smiled slightly, and then explained in a good-tempered manner:
"Master, if you believe me, your son is just unconscious for a day and there is nothing serious."
"The effect of this tea is very magical. It seems that your cultivation is on the verge of regression. If you absorb it while you are asleep, the effect will be better."
"If you don't believe me, just take your son away and come back tomorrow after he wakes up."
Nangong Gaoming pursed his lips, bowed to Long Aotian again, and said:
"Of course I completely trust you, sir. But I have to bear with my son's character."
"I'm leaving now."