"Ye Zhen Tian, I came uninvited. You shouldn't be unhappy, right?" Lin Fan sat there, as though treating the place like his own home, making no effort to act like a guest.
As for whether Ye Zhen Tian was pleased or not, it didn't concern him.
After all, he only cared about his own happiness.
Ye Zhen Tian gave a faint smile and called out to the disciple outside, "Serve the tea."
Soon, a disciple arrived carrying tea.
"This is premium Spiritual Tea. The tea tree only produces leaves after thirty years, and the yield is extremely scarce. Have a taste," Ye Zhen Tian said, with a trace of pride as he spoke about the tea, clearly boasting about his possession of such rare goods.
In the delicate teacup, two tea leaves floated gently, releasing a rich and sweet fragrance.
Xi Xi and the others had never tasted such tea before. Just smelling the aroma made their mouths water.
