Meng Qi paid a second visit to the River-east Building on the agreed date.
Duanmu Bei led him into the room where they had their previous meeting and calmly began to prepare tea. Meng Qi appeared relaxed as he took the opposite seat and gently caressed the armrest. He feigned a state of great nonchalance, not bringing up anything about the Incense Stove.
They were fighting a battle of patience—whoever spoke first would be the one who lost their cool, and consequently would be the one at a disadvantage in their deal.
The steam of the boiling water swirled in the air, scattering the fragrance of tea all over the room. Lifting the teapot, Duanmu Bei slowly poured jade-like green tea into a cup and sent it flying to Meng Qi with a smile. "The water has turned bamboo green after being steeped with leaves. Settle your heart and spirit with this tea."
