Old Master Li felt an even stronger sense of his fist punching cotton.
He glared at Chi Enen for a moment. Seeing that she was genuinely calm, not just pretending to be, he grimly extended his hand and took the water cup.
He took a quick sip.
The honey water soothed his throat, alleviating the burning sensation caused by his cough. He felt much more comfortable, and his furrowed eyebrows relaxed slightly.
"How is it? Is it too sweet? If it's too sweet, let me know so I can use less next time." Seeing the sickly color on his face look slightly better, Chi Enen felt relieved and asked him.
The Old Master tightened the corners of his mouth as he looked at her. Faced with her unhurried, unflustered, and composed demeanor, he felt a bit at a loss and had no idea how to deal with her.
Using a tough approach?
You can't strike a smiling face.
Using a gentler approach?
She acted like she didn't understand.
