The villain is whitewashed: I don’t want to be a villain even if I am killed

Seeing Lin Bufan enter the door, the waiter's face was full of smiles, he bent his body slightly, and announced a lot of tea names.

Lin Bufan had never heard of these tea names. It could be interpreted as one world, one civilization, and of course the tea names would be different.

Lin Bufan chose one at random: "Just Zhulian Yujing tea! Thank you."

"Then, are you going to enter the private room?" the waiter asked again, "The best private room has special services!"

Then he gave him a look you know.

Hearing this, Lin Bufan's heart tightened, this teahouse must not be a black shop!

There are special services.

"No, I'll just sit in the lobby."

"Okay, guest officer, please." Although the waiter was still smiling, he was obviously not as enthusiastic as before.

Under normal circumstances, it is the big customers who enter the private room.

Afterwards, he brought Lin Bufan to a small square table by the window: "Is this possible?"

"Very good, thank you." Lin Bufan nodded and sat down.

After scanning all the tea guests in the hall, he saw an acquaintance again.

Isn't that the Wu Di who always disliked him?

Wu Di also turned his head to look at Lin Bufan, but he didn't greet him, he didn't even nod his head, and when he looked away, he could clearly feel the other party's disdain.

From the looks of it, although the encounter between the two is not considered to be a close encounter, it will definitely not be a happy encounter.

Sitting with Wu Di was a male cultivator who looked a little familiar, but he didn't know his name.

It should be someone from another sect.

Those who can enter the Magic Tower are all those who have won the first place in a single event, which shows that his strength is also very strong.

"That man is Lin Bufan, the prodigal son of our sect." Wu Di whispered to the man drinking tea together, "That guy is the most sinister and cunning, we have to be careful."

Although the voice was so low that it almost seemed to be talking, Lin Bufan could clearly hear what he said.

"I know him, he is the number one swordsman in Jianji, and his swordsmanship is really powerful, what's the matter? Do you have any festivals?"

The man glanced back at Lin Bufan imperceptibly, and asked in a low voice.

Wu Di: "It's not a festival, it's just that he doesn't like it."

Someone: "If there is no holiday, it is better to have one more thing than one less thing! This level is not so easy to pass."

(If you don't know the name, use someone instead.)
Wu Di: "With him here, our level will be even more difficult. Don't forget that there is only one person who can pass this level."

Someone: "That's it, who will live between us?"

Wu Di: "Of course it's you. I don't insist on taking the first place, but you are the first in Jindan Talisman cultivation, and you already have the strength to take the first place."

Someone: "Hehe! Brother Wu, you want me to deal with him with you, is that what you mean?"

Wu Di: "Yes! Anyway, I don't want him to take the first place, it's as simple as that."

Someone: "Success, do you have a plan?"

Wu Di: "Wait until we enter the palace."

The two formally reached an agreement to deal with Lin Bufan, but he did not expect that he could hear their words clearly.

After a while, the two left the teahouse.

Lin Bufan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Originally, he and Wu Di were from the same family, so no matter how bad the relationship was, they should not interfere with each other.

But if he wants to take the initiative to provoke him, then I'm sorry, he has always followed the principle that no one will offend me, and I will not offend others.

If anyone offends me, I will punish him.

It's a pity that he once spent a lot of pen and ink to write a model male supporting role. After changing the perspective, he became an annoying villain.

After a while, the tea was served.

Lin Bufan poured out a cup, put it to his nose and smelled it, the rich tea fragrance instantly filled his nasal cavity, and even spread to the seven meridians and eight meridians, the refreshing effect was invincible, as if every cell in the body wanted to dance.

But he didn't dare to take a sip, because he was worried that this was a black shop.

"Empress Mo Xi chooses a male concubine, no distinction is made between high and low, high or low, beauty or ugliness, as long as it is a man, there is a chance to stand for the election, are you tempted?"

A few tea guests across the table chatted while drinking tea, and the content caught Lin Bufan's attention.

Look at their attire, they look like scholars in the capital, and they look like NPCs in a fantasy world. This is intentional to tell the players!
"Hehe! Concubine!"

Another tea customer showed disdain.

"Ever since Mo Yu Kingdom fell into the hands of a woman, its yin has flourished and yang has declined.

Now there is still a rise in the selection of male concubines, which old man is willing to enter the palace to serve a woman? "

"Just because you don't want it doesn't mean that others don't want it either. Thousands of men have already signed up for Fuhua Palace.

I heard that as long as you sign up, no matter whether you are selected or not, you can get [-] gold coins! ’ another said again.

"Really?" The man who was disdainful just now stood up suddenly, "You said it earlier! Let's go, I'm going to sign up."

Then, with a whoosh, he left the teahouse.

The rest of the people also got up and ran faster than rabbits when they left, probably because of the 100 gold coins.

Lin Bufan also stood up, wanting to take a look at the excitement, but when he walked to the gate, he remembered that he hadn't paid.

It seems that the currency in circulation here is gold coins.

He only has shiny spirit stones.

Just as he was hesitating whether to run away, the shop waiter chased him out.

"Guest officer, you haven't paid me yet!"

"How much?" Lin Bufan took out his empty pocket, even though he knew that the people here were not real, he still felt ashamed.

"One hundred gold coins!" The waiter replied.

"I, I forgot to bring money when I went out, but, can I pay on credit?" Lin Bufan was so embarrassed that his handsome face flushed.

"Young master, what kind of place do you think our tea house is? You can also get credit for a cup of tea."

The shop waiter, who was still amiable just now, blushed with anger, and winked at someone.

Then some strong men came around.

At first glance, these people are thugs raised in the teahouse, who specialize in cleaning up those villains who drink Bawang tea.

Is this the rhythm of fighting with NPCs at the beginning?

Just when Lin Bufan rolled up his sleeves and was about to have a fight with these big men, there was a clear and pleasant male voice.

"His bill, I will pay for it."

Lin Bufan was greatly surprised, looking for his reputation, he saw a man in brocade clothes coming down from a luxurious carriage.

The man had an astonishingly beautiful face, a pair of peach blossom eyes sparkling, and his lips were slightly red. He was smiling slightly at this time, and anyone who saw him would feel good about him.

He walked gracefully and calmly, and he could even smell a faint fragrance from his body when he got close.

Full of personal charm.

With just one glance, Lin Bufan was sure that he was an NPC in the illusion.

"Concubine Ming, you are here, how long has it been since you came?"

The shop waiter made a surprised expression and greeted him: "Please, Concubine Ming."

"Yeah!" The man called Concubine Ming glanced at Lin Bufan, "My lord, can I have some tea with you?"

Normally, Lin Bufan would never accept invitations from strangers, but now it is different.

An NPC took the initiative to pay the player and invited him to drink tea, indicating that now is the key point to trigger the plot.