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It was a refreshing feeling. The snow-white clouds in the horizon were adorning the azure sky with exceptional beauty. Sunlight penetrated the snow-white clouds and interweaved in the endless mountain mist.

There were a total of 25 people on a rugged mountain road, with Antuzo in front and 8 carriages filled with fodder following behind. The group was very mighty.

At the foot of a steep mountain path stood a shabby little hut. At a glance, one could tell that this hut had been repaired, but when one looked in front of the hut, they would see that it was a small tea shop. There were two shabby wooden tables inside the hut, and seven stools were placed crookedly beside them. Although the shabby little thatched cottage was very clean and the floor was spotless, Ye Chen could still hear sounds coming from the cottage. The sunlight shone through the dense foliage of the trees around the mountain and onto the wooden table in the cottage.

Slowly, an old man in his sixties walked out from the thatched cottage. His messy, white beard fell on his chin and his face was lined with wrinkles. The deep lines on his face contained traces of worry and fear, but his face showed a strong sense of calmness. He slowly walked to the wooden table and carefully put down the teapot in his hand and placed the bench on the table.

Suddenly, another seventeen or eighteen year old man walked out from inside. His delicate and pretty face had a lot of worry gathered on it. In his hand was also a large teapot.

"Grandfather." The handsome man called out.

"Xiu-Er, put the teapot on the table." The old man pointed to a nearby table and said to the man.

The man looked into the room with concern. When the old man saw his grandson's actions, he hurriedly called out, "Xi Er."

The man called Xi Er immediately turned around and put away the teapot in his hand.

Today, the two of them were much busier than before because their customers were about to arrive. They were the only customers that stopped by this small teahouse to drink tea. One old and one young, their entire lifetime income came from this road. However, the old man was clearly not as happy as he was before when he received these guests, and there was even a lot of worry.

The grandfather and grandson carefully prepared the tea and drinks for the guests who were about to arrive and set up the benches and tables where no one had been sitting all this time. The sun had just moved to the middle of the sky, which was about noon. The old man walked to the small path in front of the tea shop in the thatched cottage and looked in one direction, obviously receiving his guests, but with an expression that showed that he did not want them to come. He turned around and looked at the back of the hut.

The path in front of the tea shop was very narrow, allowing only one person to pass through. Five meters in front of the tea shop was a wide path that could be passed through a carriage.

The old man, who had been watching outside for a while, walked into the hut with a worried expression and sat down on a bench.

Xiao'er, however, became flustered. "Grandpa, are they still not here yet?"

"Not yet, it's already noon. They will be arriving soon." The old man indifferently replied as he kept his eyes on the outside of the house.

She stood in the hut at night and walked out and looked in the direction the old man had looked. No one had ever passed through this area, let alone come to the small tea shop for a cup of tea. This small cottage was located in a remote mountain valley, and the small tea shop was specially built for that purpose. Xiu-Er was looking forward to this trip to the Desolate Lands. This old man and this young woman were originally unwilling to go to the village next door. It was because of this special tea shop that they would rush over to clean their thatched huts and prepare tea and dry rations whenever they arrived.

Xi Er, who liked to watch the liveliness, looked forward to those people coming. However, this morning, she had been expecting them to come, but they were not the ones she was waiting for.

The grandfather and grandson who were supposed to be happy on this day also had this sad look on their face because of the unwelcome guests who had come in the morning.

"Grandfather, they're here." Suddenly, Xiu-Er called out from outside, her face full of worry and joy.

The old man quickly stood up after hearing Xiu-Er's call. He rushed out of the hut and looked in that direction.

A large group of people and carriages rushed to the front of the tea shop in the thatched cottage. There were twenty-five of them in total, all holding various weapons in their hands, mighty and powerful. In front of them was a man with a thick beard, holding a long whip in his hand. All of them were sweating profusely. The group of people walked with familiarity towards the thatched cottage.

In front of him, Antuso could see the old man who was waving at him from afar. When the burly man named Antuzo saw this, a smile immediately appeared on his face. It was a friendly smile.

The grandfather and grandson walked quickly towards the group of people to welcome them.

"Master An, you finally came." The old man happily went up to greet him, and the worry on his face disappeared.

"Uncle Xue, you've worked hard." "Antuso joyfully held the old man's hand that was as thin as firewood." "Xiao-er." He patted Joy, who was standing next to him.

"Lord An is tired, let's hurry and drink some tea. We've already prepared the rations and dry rations." The elderly man led the way in the front, and the group of people walked towards the small thatched cottage.

Although this thatched cottage was small, it was a good place for the people on the road to rest. Even if they travelled day and night, they would still have to fill their empty stomachs here.

The carriage was parked in front of the hut, and everyone squeezed into the little hut. Some of them sat on the grass outside the hut, unable to stand up.

The old man finished pouring the tea that he had prepared on the table. Then, He Xi'er brought out a few pots of cold tea from the back room.

The old man slowly poured the water into a teacup. His old hands were trembling slightly, and Antuzo noticed the old man's worried expression, so he quickly put the teacup down and fished out two bundles of money from his clothes. He said with a face full of joy, "Grandpa Xue, come, this is your money."

The elder caught it happily. "Thank you, Sir An."

Antuzo hurriedly said, "You shouldn't thank me. Thank you, Lord Yuchi." After speaking, he immediately picked up the backpack next to him. "Xi'er, this is a gift from Lord Yuchi." Antuso handed her the package.

Xiu-Er received the package with fear in her eyes. His eyes were focused on the teacup with the teacup containing the teacup.

Antuzo lifted the bowl and took a sip of tea.

At this moment, the people around him started to lose their heads one by one. Seeing this, Antuso realized that something was wrong. There was a medicine in the tea, and after a short while, they all fell to the ground.

The two grandfathers in front of him became more and more blurry. There was panic and worry on their faces, and their hands were slightly trembling.

Suddenly, Antuso couldn't hold back the sweat medicine in his tea and it fell onto the table with a "pa" sound.

At this moment, a person walked out from the thatched cottage. His face was filled with joy as he looked at the unconscious Antuzo and the fallen and fallen others on the table. More than a dozen people came out of the thatched cottage with swords and thick ropes in their hands.