The tea party was held in that old house that captivated the attention of the world.
Luo Ziling had never before set foot within this building complex that was difficult for ordinary people to access.
In contrast to the nearby ancient architecture that teemed with tourists, this place was much quieter, and the surroundings were even better.
But Luo Ziling didn't have any curiosity to explore and see what it was all about; his heart was quite tense, so tense that he dared not look around randomly.
As the car passed through the gate and received a solemn salute from the guards, Luo Ziling's heart began to race.
The car stopped, he pushed open the door and got out, and when he saw those quaint buildings, his nervousness reached an extreme.
But strangely, after getting out of the car and helping Ling Jinhua out, his nervousness suddenly disappeared.
Today he was not alone in venturing into this place; his role today was that of an attendant to Ling Jinhua, akin to a health doctor.
