The three of them exchanged glances, but no one moved. They were the only three people who knew each other here, so who would come to knock on Liam's door?
The knock on the door paused for a moment, then sounded again, so light that it was almost imperceptible. It seemed that the person did not want to be discovered by others, but did not intend to leave easily. Liam lowered his eyes and listened quietly. After a moment, he stood up and walked towards the door.
The wooden door was opened with a creaky sound, and the person in the purple robe outside the door trembled slightly in fear. Judging from his attire, he seemed to be just an ordinary member of the sect. He was holding a wooden tray in his hand, on which was placed an exquisite and simple purple clay teapot. A red-eyed python was coiled on the handle of the teapot, which looked lifelike and not like an ordinary item.
The person lowered her head, and the shadow under the hood covered most of her face, so her features could not be seen clearly. Liam glanced at her calmly, and said in a cold voice with a normal expression, "What's the matter?"
The disciple bowed slightly, performed a salute, and said in a hoarse voice: "There is azalea tea grown on the cliff behind Wanjie Mountain. It is hard for outsiders to find it. Elder Zuo specially ordered me to present a pot for you to taste." His voice was hoarse and unclear, with a strange tone, as if there was a foreign object in his throat, and it sounded very awkward.
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