CFSMS -Chapter 173 Brotherhood Isn’t as Important as Milk Tea

Seeing how tense their eldest brother looked, the second brother didn’t think much of it at first. He simply assumed the man was receiving some important information.

“Well?” he asked in a lowered voice.

The eldest brother, who hadn’t sensed any information from the sip of milk tea, hesitated. His grip on the cup tightened as he avoided the second brother’s gaze.

“It’s not detailed enough. I need to test it a little more.”

With that, he took another drink.

This time, however, it wasn’t a cautious sip—it was a huge gulp.

Droplets of condensation clung to the cup.

The chilled Peach Four Seasons Tea carried the sweet fragrance of fruit, while the plump peach chunks released their rich aroma.

The eldest brother loved alcohol.

Every time strong, spicy liquor flowed into his stomach, it made him feel as though he were floating among the clouds.

He had never once considered giving up drinking because he believed there was nothing in the world more delicious than alcohol.

Now reality had slapped him in the face.

The refreshing fruit tea tasted completely different from liquor, yet every part of his body was still stirred into excitement—more intensely than when he drank alcohol.

He was addicted.

Only this time, it was a milk tea addiction.

His thoughts drifted farther and farther away. He even forgot that his two younger brothers were still waiting for an answer.

All he did was cradle the cup and drink one mouthful after another.

Gulp… gulp…

His throat bobbed as he drank, completely immersed in the experience.

Though the second and third brothers hadn’t tasted the tea, they could certainly smell it.

The fruity aroma was overwhelmingly fragrant.

“Second Brother, don’t you think…”

The third brother tugged at his sleeve, his face full of uncertainty.

Why did it feel like their eldest brother wasn’t investigating anything at all and was simply enjoying the milk tea?

“…Yeah.”

The second brother shared the same suspicion, but rather than speculate, he acted.

While the eldest brother was distracted, he suddenly lunged forward and snatched the cup away with lightning speed.

“What are you doing?!”

The eldest brother snapped back to reality. The moment his milk tea was stolen, he flew into a rage.

Even though it was his own brother, he clenched his fists and glared fiercely.

“I’m worried you might have missed some information. I’ll test it too. It’s safer this way.”

The second brother calmly ignored the anger directed at him.

His reasoning sounded perfectly reasonable, leaving the eldest brother unable to refute it.

All he could do was watch helplessly as the second brother raised the remaining half-cup to his lips.

He knew exactly what would happen.

The moment the second brother tasted it, he’d realize every word about “information gathering” was a lie.

The brothers were about to become rivals.

The anxious eldest brother’s expression twisted.

To the third brother, it looked exactly like someone whose wife had just been stolen.

Not that any of them actually had wives.

The second brother had always been the smartest of the three.

But after a single sip of milk tea, even his quick mind stopped working properly.

The pink fruit tea swirled enticingly in the transparent cup.

The blend of tea fragrance and fruity sweetness was irresistible.

Juice burst across his tongue, mixing sweetness with the refreshing elegance of spring tea. The flavor seeped from the tip of his tongue straight into his heart.

Its perfectly balanced taste resonated with both body and soul.

His spirit trembled.

Like a poppy flower, it lured him into willingly sinking deeper and deeper.

Gentle.

Lingering.

The second brother’s pupils contracted.

He looked deeply at the eldest brother.

“Big Brother was right. The information inside this is incredibly complicated. It really does take time to process.”

He gave the eldest brother a strange smile that seemed to say:

I know everything now.

“Cough!”

The eldest brother’s face turned slightly red.

What information?

There wasn’t any information at all.

He’d simply been bewitched by the milk tea and completely forgotten everything else.

“Uh… what are you two talking about?”

The only one left confused was the third brother.

He had never been as clever as his two older brothers. Now that they were speaking in riddles, he was even more lost.

But not understanding wasn’t a problem.

He could just experience it himself.

While the eldest and second brothers were locked in a silent battle of gazes, the third brother seized the opportunity.

With ease, he snatched the milk tea from the second brother’s hand.

“Let me have a sip too.”

By now, there was barely anything left in the cup.

The third brother had no concept of “saving some for later.”

Under the horrified gazes of his two brothers, he generously poured every last drop into his mouth.

The fruit chunks crunched between his teeth.

Crunch. Crunch.

The lingering flavor of peach struck his mind instantly.

His eyes widened.

He stared at the cup.

Then at his two brothers.

Visible anger spread across his face.

“You lied to me!”

There wasn’t any hidden information in this fruit tea at all.

“This is so delicious, and you didn’t tell me!”

Among the three brothers, he was the youngest and was often shamelessly exploited by his older siblings.

That had never bothered him.

Because they were brothers.

The three of them were inseparable.

He believed his two brothers loved him.

But now…

That love had developed a crack because of a single cup of fruit tea.

The third brother was heartbroken.

Heartbroken enough that only several more cups of milk tea could heal him.

“I’ll never trust you two again!”

With an angry shout, he shoved both brothers aside and ran off.

“Third Brother, don’t be angry! I was wrong!”

The usually simple-minded third brother was genuinely upset this time.

The second brother hurriedly called out an apology, but the younger brother didn’t even look back.

The eldest brother also felt a pang of guilt.

The three of them had once sworn to share blessings and hardships alike.

Yet a single cup of fruit tea had shattered that oath with ease.

He felt too ashamed to face their parents in the afterlife.

“Fight! Fight!”

The surrounding customers had long grown accustomed to this kind of drama.

Some even muttered excitedly, wishing the brothers would start throwing punches.

The show was getting good.

But the brothers didn’t fight.

Because after running for a while, the third brother simply stopped at the very end of the queue.

He wasn’t stupid.

If he ran down the mountain now, wouldn’t he miss out?

Peach Four Seasons Tea was only one variety among many.

There were still countless milk teas waiting for him to taste.

If every single one was delicious enough to make him want to spin in circles, then perhaps he could easily forgive his annoying brothers.

Seeing this, the eldest and second brothers also joined him in line.

“Third Brother, I was wrong.”

The eldest brother apologized first.

“Me too.”

The second brother quickly followed.

“Hmph!”

The third brother huffed and refused to answer.

He wasn’t about to soften his heart that easily.

The two older brothers began desperately trying to curry favor with their younger sibling.

As they whispered among themselves, the line slowly advanced.

Still savoring the shock from that single sip, the second brother suddenly tapped his forehead.

Strange.

It felt like he’d forgotten something important.

What was it?

Forget it.

Anything he couldn’t remember clearly couldn’t be that important.

Getting another cup of milk tea came first.

More and more customers gathered.

At the front of the line, Lu Wu was so busy she barely had time to breathe.

Watching the queue crawl forward, the three brothers were filled with regret.

No wonder those customers had looked at them like idiots earlier.

They really had been idiots.

One cup of milk tea wasn’t even enough for a single person.

Yet the three of them had split it unevenly among themselves.

They’d wasted the perfect opportunity.

Now they would have to wait forever.

At that very moment, inside an inn somewhere in Immortal Invitation Town, a man dressed in black stared gloomily at his silent One-Realm Communicator.

The agreed time had long since passed.

Why hadn’t those three brothers contacted him yet?

Don’t tell me they got lost…