On the low table, an incense burner billowed an enchanting fragrance.
The two argued for quite a while, muttering incomprehensibly for who knows how long, until Wenren Pingxin finally left with the new contract, satisfied.
Watching Wenren Pingxin's departing figure, Yu Hongxiu thoughtfully gazed at the teacup she had drunk from. Then, she frowned, stood up, picked it up, and turned it over. The tea gushed onto the floor.
Having done all this, Yu Hongxiu clapped her hands contentedly and murmured with a slight curl of her lips, "Such a shame for this exquisite cloud mist tea."
When she pushed open the windows of Heavy Wood Pavilion, the woman in light green clothes was nowhere to be seen.
