Staring blankly at the little things flying around in disarray, Ye Fan suddenly wanted to explode, flipping the table, it was so damn frustrating, that feeling of all his previous efforts being wasted was really unpleasant, he felt extremely vexed.
The Chief Steward approached with a smile, handing Ye Fan a cup of clear tea, and said with a laugh, "Have some tea to calm your anger."
Although Ye Fan was very vexed, he still managed to control himself, took the clear tea, and took a sip, feeling the faint fragrance of the tea, and his pent-up anger subsided a lot.
The Chief Steward asked, "Are you very angry? Wishing you could smash the table? Young Master, you must tell the truth."
Ye Fan nodded and said, "You're right, I am indeed very angry. After toiling for half an hour, I only completed half of it and then accidentally ruined all my previous efforts, it feels very depressing."
