Song Ming smiled. "Although I already know what the outcome would be, we still have to go through the motions."
Ishii smiled and said, "So you've already made preparations to lose. Heh heh, after today, Chinese tea leaves will become a historical relic! Our Hiei family will become the king of tea leaves!"
Song Ming smiled lightly and did not say anything. Instead, she took out an exquisite tea bag and said, "This is our tea candidate."
She didn't say the name and just walked over. She carefully handed it over to Song Xian, as though she was holding a piece of porcelain.
Song Xian received the teabag with both hands and poured the tea inside out gently.
At that instant, everyone craned their necks as they looked over to see what tea leaves the Song family had brought out.
Many people exclaimed when they saw this!
"It's raw tea!"
"No, it's not raw. It's fresh tea leaves! Tea leaves that haven't been fried at all!"
