"How about we have a talk after you dry yourself. You're soaked from head to toe. Come, I'll serve you a cup of tea."
Yang Zhang couldn't trust this old woman. She had such a kind and gentle exterior, but who would've expected that she was actually so vicious.
He was fully guarded as he kept staring at the old woman warily.
The old woman sighed and stepped on the burned dead plant she called Vinocious just now. She walked to the small greenhouse, plucked fresh tea leaves, and then dried them under the lamp, like drying regular tea leaves in the open.
She collected the already dried ones and put them inside a box.
She walked out of the greenhouse and smiled at Yang Zhang, "Here, I have the tea leaves ready. I'll guide you to the bathroom, so you can take a bath and dry yourself first. There is a clean towel there."
…
Yang Zhang was still cautious, but he knew that the old woman had no chance to fight against him since he had already burned her mutated plant.
