Li Qiye was half-lying down in the pavilion while looking at the lake before telling a disciple from the Wenren Clan: “Go brew a pot of tea, pick something good.”

The disciples’ expression shifted after hearing and seeing his attitude. They were important characters in the clan but now, a fake son-in-law was actually treating them as servants.

“Don’t be unhappy.” Li Qiye didn’t bother looking at them and said flatly: “To be able to wait on me is your fortune. Go.”

Their expression turned for the worst. They have seen arrogant people before but never to this level.

“Go brew some for him. I still have a good one here.” Wenren Jianshi’s attitude was much better as he ordered these disciples.

Though the annoyed disciples ignored Li Qiye, they didn’t...