"I'm full, thank you for your hard work." Not sure if it's because she's back home, Xia Yue felt a bit stuffed as she leaned back in her chair, rubbing her stomach to alleviate its pressure.
"It's okay, as long as you're full. You guys go relax in the parlor; we'll take care of things here." Ao Mi looked at them finishing their meal and hurried them off, since there wasn't a need for so many people around anyway, and they certainly had plenty to talk about—this wasn't the best place for chatting.
"We have a big pot here of the fruit tea we made; take it with you." Peng Zu brought out a very large pot from the kitchen, likely holding about ten liters, enough for them to drink.
Without any fuss, they took the pot and left for the hotel's parlor.
"Comfortable." Xia Yue stretched out on the soft couch with a satisfied remark.
