"Young Master, this one is so pretty."
Strolling down the street, Peng Ru was visibly delighted, buying all sorts of snacks along the way, chattering non-stop with Xin, just like a pair of little sisters.
"There's a tea house over there. Let's go have a seat."
Wang Junze felt a headache coming on; accompanying these two on a shopping spree was even more tiring than a fistfight.
"Sure! The spirit tea at this tea house is famous throughout the Capital City, but it's pricey. Even the cheapest spirit tea costs a dozen Spirit Stones."
Xin beamed as she explained, following the direction of Wang Junze's finger.
While talking, the three walked into the tea house together.
As soon as he stepped inside, Wang Junze felt a gentle waft of spiritual qi emanating throughout the tea house, accompanied by an enchanting tea aroma. Just as Xin had said, the décor was exceptionally elegant; the decorations, screens, and tea sets all looked outrageously expensive.
