The meeting resumed, or rather it was just an ordinary gathering without discussing the strange movements in the Xuexing Valley. One of them had even started brewing tea; that person was Lin Chen.
The fragrant aroma of tea spread throughout the tent, whet everyone's appetite to try Lin Chen's tea. Only its aroma can make the souls of everyone here calmer, freeing themselves from the pressures of the battlefield.
Lin Chen opened his eyes, still with the cup filled with tea resting on his lips. He put the cup on the table. "Would you like to try it?" he asked, offering tea.
Hearing that, they all looked at each other, then turned their heads to look at Lin Chen and nodded slightly in response to Lin Chen's offer.
Lin Chen took out a few more cups from his storage ring for over 500 cups, then poured tea into each one. But he filled only one cup. He stopped because he heard the words from everyone.
