Chen Yang held a bottle of mineral water in his hand, which had no label. The liquid inside had a slight yellow tint to it, not as clear as water.
"What is this?"
Li Yiliang turned his head to look at the mineral water bottle, already having a guess in his mind, but he just wanted to get a confirmed answer from Chen Yang.
Chen Yang picked up a mineral water bottle and slowly twisted off the cap. A rich fragrance was released from the bottle, filling the entire Daoist temple.
As soon as Li Yiliang smelled it, his expression changed immediately, his eyes gleaming.
He sniffed hard, the scent gradually fading, due to Chen Yang screwing the cap back on tightly.
He halted his walk to the back courtyard, his gaze fixed on the bottle of mineral water in Chen Yang's hand, stroked his beard, and spoke seriously, "A teachable lad, indeed. This, my disciple, is precisely what I love. You've been really thoughtful."
