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Yu Yan held the tea cup, took a sip, and then spat it out all over the kneeling 'Yuh Tian's' face.
A flash of killing intent quickly crossed the depths of 'Yuh Tian's' eyes, but he soon calmed down, took out a handkerchief, wiped his face, and meekly asked, "Master, is there something wrong with the tea?"
"..." Seeing that he could even endure this, Yu Yan secretly admired him!
Next to him, Yin Zang extended a foot, "I was injured before, and this foot still isn't feeling right. Little Tian, could you trouble yourself to fetch some Spiritual Spring Water for a good soak?"
'Yuh Tian's' expression grew increasingly ugly, yet he still endured it.
As he went out to fetch the water, Yu Yan said to Yin Zang, "Just for this ruthlessness towards himself, I respect him."
However, after 'Yuh Tian' left that time, he never came back.
Yin Zang waited for a long time, "Still lacks a bit of seasoning, eh!"
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