In the small courtyard, Shen Changqing sat with a pot of naturally brewed Spiritual Tea on the stone stool before him. For someone at his Realm, Spiritual Tea was no longer very effective, not much different from ordinary tea leaves. However, there was one aspect where ordinary tea couldn't compare: Spiritual Tea could calm the mind, allowing martial artists to achieve a state of tranquil composure and always maintain their optimal condition.
At his side, Xing Yi said in a low voice, "Lord Defender, tomorrow will be the first day of July."
Shen Changqing did not respond, simply humming softly in acknowledgment.
