Chapter 3832

Shen Wancai and Shen Hui looked worried. They didn't know how Li Yundong would fight tea in such a hostile environment, but Su Chan, Ziyuan and Zhou Qin suddenly felt happy at the same time. Shen Hui looked at Zhou Qin and asked Zhou Qin, "Zhou Qin, what are you happy about? I'm scared to death!"

Zhou Qin lowered his voice for fear of being heard by the people around him. He whispered, "this is the master's method. Japanese tea ceremony pays attention to the four words of harmony, respect, purity and silence. Only by doing these four words can it be the real Japanese tea ceremony. Look at Qianzheng's current appearance, where are the four words of harmony, respect, purity and silence?"

Shen Hui suddenly, ah, she whispered excitedly, "is Li Yundong very likely to win?"

Shen Wancai turned his head and stared at his daughter. He yelled in a low voice, "it's impolite. How do you call people?"

He himself, an old man with gray hair, calls Li Yundong his master, but his daughter calls him by his name. What kind of truth is this.

Shen Hui stuck out his tongue and tilted his head, looking at Ziyuan and others with hope.

Ziyuan nodded slightly and whispered: "in theory... However, I don't think qianzhengzhi will be so simple and take this kind of aggressive method, otherwise... He is not qualified to ascend the peak throne of Japanese tea ceremony."

Ziyuan said this, qianzhengzhi slowly sat up straight. The anger on his face disappeared bit by bit, nodded slowly, and said, "since Mr. Li is so honest, I understand that I will do everything I can to defeat you. This is also my way of honest meeting."

Li Yundong smiled and made a gesture: "please!"

His movements were relaxed and natural, as if he were at home, rather than in a wolf's den full of hostility.

Qian Zhengzhi took a deep look at Li Yundong. As a semi practitioner who has close contact with the practice world, he naturally knows the horror of the man in front of him.

After he sat down, he took a deep breath, and the anger on his face slowly subsided. The breath was as calm as an ancient well, very clear, but at the same time, it was so deep that he could hardly see the bottom.

After Qian Zhengzhi made a gesture of invitation, he stood up, walked to the door and bowed in the lobby, around and in the direction of the camera stand.

At that moment, Bu Shen nunnery immediately quieted down. This place represents the holy land of Japanese tea ceremony. When the 16th generation of qianlixiu's descendants want to have a tea fight, no matter how angry the Japanese are, they can also feel the and quiet aura appeal shown by Qianzheng.

After Qian Zhengzhi bowed, he stepped into the couch room. Each step was fine and light, like dancing, with a strong sense of rhythm and elegance. Su Chan and others saw that Qian Zhengzhi was clearly a man over half a hundred years old, but his every move showed an extremely elegant beauty, which was pleasing to the eyes.

Qian Zhengzhi came to the tea table, carefully lit a charcoal fire and began to boil water. At this time, he didn't do much, but waited quietly for the tea to boil.