Jiang Zheng nodded and turned to the spacious door with an open hand gesture.
"Please, Master! I'll brew you a pot of fine tea, it's a rare aged tea that I usually can't bear to use. Even when leaders visit, I hide it even deeper."
"Tonight, it's all for you to drink!"
Doudou, clinging to Shen Zhou's arm, protested to Jiang Zheng, "No, my daddy doesn't drink that much tea. He has to work tomorrow, to earn money and provide for the family."
Jiang Zheng couldn't help but laugh, "My master need not worry about providing for the family. If he truly needed money, I would offer all of my wealth!"
His words rang strong and forceful!
Allowing no one to doubt them.
The warriors around them shivered with excitement.
Though they knew their general wasn't rich, as he often gave generously to his brothers,
these words showed just how important this young man was to him!
Moreover, he consistently referred to him as Master.
Pairs of astonished eyes turned towards Shen Zhou.
