Ao Kangsheng was not polite either. He immediately walked over and sat opposite Shui Linxing.
"Little Demon, do you like tea?"
Shui Linggen held a teapot in one hand and two teacups in the other.
Proud Cangsheng was taken aback, seemingly flattered by Shui Linghan's casual demeanor.
"General!"
Ao Kangsheng opened his mouth and said something embarrassing.
Shui Linggen smiled and poured a cup of tea for Ao Kangsheng and himself. "This was given to me by an old friend five years ago. It's called Boiled Sword Snow. I've only tasted it once, and found the flavor quite nice. You should try it!"
Cangsheng nodded and immediately picked up the cup of tea and took a sip.
He was not learned in tea, so he couldn't distinguish good tea.
However, when the tea entered his mouth, a smooth and clear sensation flowed into his abdomen and then spread throughout his body's meridians.
In an instant, Ao Cangsheng felt refreshed, his spirit full.
"Yes, this is good tea!"
