"Yes! Teacher, rest assured, I will handle it properly!"
Wei Zheng accepted the assignment joyfully, looking at Fang Cheng with eyes full of anticipation.
It seemed he was already envisioning working alongside this junior fellow in the future.
Just then, Li Zhenhua's lively voice came from outside the door:
"Tea is ready! This is something I've treasured, Chengcheng and Ding Jian want to drink it usually, but I couldn't bear to share."
"Squeak—"
The door was pushed open, and the old man came in carrying a purple sand tea tray.
His eyes swept across the faces of those present, noticing the relaxed demeanor of Shi Chengyi and Fang Cheng's calm smile, he quickly sensed the change in atmosphere.
It was the ease and harmony of completing a task.
"How's it going? Is the game of chess finished?"
Li Zhenhua placed the tea tray down and asked with a cheerful smile.
"Finished."
Shi Chengyi sat down again, took the teacup, and smiled with satisfaction:
