Ning Xin handed over a steaming cup of tea.
"Phew..."
Chen Xuan gently blew on it and drank it in one gulp!
The temperature was just right!
The fragrant tea rolled down his throat, and instantly a surge of spiritual qi shot straight to his crown.
"Boom!"
His somewhat dizzy mind cleared up in an instant.
"This tea... is even better than last time!"
Chen Xuan looked at the cup, the green tea soup, but it had no fragrance when smelled.
But it was obviously full of fragrance just now?
He looked doubtfully at Ning Xin and asked, "Where did this come from?"
"Yesterday, Qin Ke had someone deliver it, saying he inadvertently found it in a nearby county and thought it was good, so he sent quite a bit over!"
Ning Xin explained.
"That kid, he's so thoughtful!"
Chen Xuan nodded with satisfaction.
Qin Ke called himself a disciple, but treated him like a real father, even closer than a real father.
