"Isn't it?"
Dean Frist, taking a sip of the red tea in his cup, lamented, "Unfortunately, this little fellow is stingy. He said the yield of this high-end tea leaves is too low and refuses to give me more. Otherwise, I would generously share some with you."
Giving gifts is an art.
Link never personally sent red tea to Dean Frist.
Only after deciding to advance to the college headquarters did he instruct his butler Hamid to periodically mail it over to the dean's office.
The beverage that Dean Frist and Principal Leopold happened to be drinking were the river red tea and green tea, respectively.
After making small talk, Principal Leopold asked, "It's impressive what you've achieved to this extent. But won't attracting so much attention cause trouble?"
Dean Frist waved his hand nonchalantly, "Don't worry, it's a minor issue."
A pause later, Dean Frist fed Principal Leopold a reassurance pill, "Is my big brother about to make a breakthrough?"
"Your big brother?"
