After speaking, Feng Feiyu cupped his hands again, his expression sincere and earnest.
Jason pondered slightly before nodding directly.
There were still many things he didn't understand and needed to gather information from the other party.
"Please."
Feng Feiyu gestured invitingly.
The six blue-clad arrest officers did not follow but retreated to the side with the Si Hai Bang group. The atmosphere between them was no longer as tense as before, with both sides exchanging polite gestures before quietly watching the backs of Feng Feiyu and Jason as they entered the tea stall ahead.
The tea stall was temporarily set up.
Inside the tea stall was a square table, atop which was a set of teaware and a stove.
The teaware was white porcelain, a pot and two cups.
The stove was iron, with a strong flame.
The spring water in the kettle bubbled and gurgled.
A bamboo dish held a small amount of tea leaves.
