"Alright, go ahead."
Soon, a rich aroma of tea filled the compartment. Outside the business class, many passengers were captivated, and voices were heard.
"That's such a wonderful fragrance; this must be some top-grade tea."
"Rich people really know how to enjoy life. When I get wealthy, I'll also sit in business class and savor a pot of such tea!"
Before long, Zheng Qi came with a cup of freshly brewed tea, "Master, the tea is ready."
"Alright, I get it." Su Mu nodded lightly and casually.
Zheng Qi returned to her seat, lowering her head as she ate her boxed meal, but out of the corner of her eyes, she occasionally glanced at the teacup on Su Mu's table.
Time ticked by, but Su Mu showed no signs of wanting to drink the tea.
A few minutes later, Zheng Qi couldn't help but remind him, "Master, once the tea gets cold, it doesn't taste as good."
"Oh..."
Su Mu responded with a smile, pausing slightly as if he only remembered the cup of tea beside him after being reminded.
