Good. If anyone saw this, it would probably go down as a major milestone in the shop's history.
Not only did the owner chase people out whenever she pleased, helping everyone get back to their normal lives, but she also put on a tea ceremony that was a feast for the eyes.
Come to think of it, wasn't this the second time I'd seen this performance?
Winter Bookshop, filled with the fragrance of tea.
As he quietly savored the tea, Fu Qian didn't miss the elegant scene before him.
It had the beauty of an alien forcibly passing itself off as human.
As for that similar experience he'd mentioned, it wasn't some random association. It had just been a long time ago—the noblewoman who had served as the host for the Evil God's Progeny in the mission where he first met Su Gao.
For Fu Qian, the scene of the noblewoman in a red dress, elegantly sipping tea amid a crowd of Maggot People, was still fresh in his memory.
It was just that the noblewoman's body had been fairly ordinary at first, so the shards had pierced right through her cheek.
How had he communicated with her back then? Something about lewd topics involving movements at negative distances?
"If you drink it like that, it'll cost extra."
Without bothering with pleasantries, Fu Qian immediately steered the conversation into vulgar territory.
"It's fine..."
Yuan Shan, sitting opposite him, didn't seem to care about material things at all. Once she realized what Fu Qian meant, she simply shook her head.
"I love my child."
Wasn't this a little too familiar?
Her voice was calm and firm. Even though her face was expressionless, it was hard to doubt her sincerity.
But this slightly unexpected answer sounded just as familiar to Fu