Qin Huai surveyed the interior of the Daoist temple.
There was no Dao Ancestor stone statue, nor any gods. The only object in the empty room was a single merit box situated in the center. Positioned two steps away from the merit box was a tall table and two long stools.
"Coming~"
The Daoist appeared with a tray of tea and placed it in front of Qin Huai. He then rolled up her sleeves and poured tea for him.
"Thank you for your kindness, Daoist priest," Qin Huai said, neither servile nor overbearing.
He picked up the teacup and took a sip, and in the next instant, his eyes lit up. The tea had caused his dragon king to raise its head and recover a lot of vitality.
"This tea is good!" Qin Huai couldn't help but praise. "Qingzhou's tea is better than mine."
