Inside the palace.
In front of a tea table.
Ren Wushuang was preparing tea, a smile on her face. "You must have endured quite a few hardships along the way!"
Qin Feiyang sat opposite her, shaking his head with a smile. "It was others who suffered. But the people and sights I encountered truly were heartbreaking."
Ren Wushuang pushed a teacup towards Qin Feiyang and sighed, "This is the Land of Ruins. You'll get used to it eventually."
Qin Feiyang picked up the teacup, took a small sip, and frowned. "It tastes this bad?"
The tea was incredibly bitter. It was like drinking Coptis.
Ren Wushuang shook her head with a chuckle. "Your reaction is exactly the same as mine was back then. However, this is already the best tea in the Land of Ruins, so just make do with it."
Qin Feiyang set down his teacup and asked, "Are you planning to stay here for the rest of your life?"
"What else would I do?"
