Li An, with two pots of tea, diligently read several books until the hour of Hai, when the tea house was about to close. Only then did he stretch lazily and leave, tossing a Spirit Stone on the table as a tip.
Since that day, every few days, he would go to the tea house to sit and read, spending the entire day there.
The reason Li An did this was mainly because, through repeated observation, he found that the Yun Dao Tea House was Song Mingzhang's favorite place to be!
However, he did not rush to make contact but instead quietly read books and drank tea.
In the blink of an eye, six months had passed.
"Mr. Zuo, what kind of books are these that you're reading every day, aren't you tired?"
On this day, Li An arrived at the tea house again, and the waiter led him to his familiar corner and curiously asked.
