Zheng Fa escorted Professor Liu into the backyard of the nursing home. Professor Liu sat on the edge of the chair, his back straight, as if practicing horse stance.
Tang Lingwu lowered her head and chuckled. With a gentle wave of her hand, a teacup drew a semicircle in the air and landed beside Professor Liu. The tea leaves rushed to the bottom of the cup.
Above the courtyard, a transparent and pure water ball, the size of a fist, appeared and fell into the cup. Steam arose from the water's surface.
A cup of Forget Machine Tea was ready.
Professor Liu watched this scene, and even though he was mentally prepared, he was still transfixed.
"Please have some tea."
Curiously, Professor Liu picked up the teacup, sipped it, and was instantly dazed. His eyes went blank, but there was a dazed smile at the corner of his mouth. In a moment, he looked radiant, appearing ten years younger.
"This tea..."
