Frank handed his mobile phone to Ilya and grabbed Mike, who was eager to get close to Faye, "Buddy, let's go, we're off to soak in the hot springs and eat sashimi. When you're in Tokyo, you've got to immerse yourself in the experience."
At that moment, in the Miller Group security office, there was a chorus of smacking lips.
Yves King took a sip of Tokyo gyokuro tea, trying to taste that legendary celestial flavor. After finishing a whole pot, he still couldn't taste anything special; it seemed no different from ordinary tea leaves. He thought plain water suited his stomach better. Drinking this was simply a waste of good stuff on him.
Faye Owen gave herself just a tiny pinch of the exquisite Tokyo gyokuro tea that Fujiwara Riichi had given her, being stingy with it. She said that this tea was worth its weight in gold. Good stuff should be shared, so she let the security brothers have a taste.
