"Mister Kudo, please sit!"
Feng Luo walked into the house after taking off his shoes and changing into a pair of clogs and sat on the ground seiza-style. The lady in a snow-white sakura kimono said in a gentle, delicate voice. "Mister Kudo, please wait a moment. This kettle of gyokuro will be done in a short while!"
She sat seiza-style quietly beside the tea set, slowly and orderly boiling the tea. Her smooth, light movements had a sense of rhythmic beauty.
Feng Luo had to admit that even though this was in a virtual game, the rustic fragrance of this house and even the screens of antique paintings on the surrounding walls produced a considerable aura. He temporarily forgot about the mission, settled down, and quietly enjoyed the tea-boiling scene.
"Mister Kudo, please taste it. Please forgive any inadequacy!"
