"Can I ask a question?" Su Yao asked hesitantly.
"Of course, you can," Wu Ling said, pouring another cup of tea for the young calligrapher. Inwardly, he wished he hadn't started talking about important things until they'd each had a chance to drink a cup, but now that they had finally gotten over their shock enough to drink, he could see the tea slowly starting to take an edge off the fear and anxiety they felt at his revelations and a bit of curiosity building within them as well. Mother Cang's Five Flavor Fruit peels were still the best that could be found.
"I didn't bring you here because I wanted to deceive you," Wu Ling said warmly. "Ask whatever you need."
