Good tea!
Ling Rufeng chugged it in one gulp!
"Stop drinking it like that, it's a waste!" Ling Tianyang said with a heartache-stricken expression, feeling that Ling Rufeng was completely squandering a heavenly treasure!
"Dad, you don't understand. Drinking it in large amounts is what wastes it. Since you only cultivate internal force, this tea is useless to you because your body can't absorb that much of it," Ling Rufeng said.
Hearing this, black lines streaked across Ling Tianyang's forehead. He was actually being lectured by his own son, yet he was powerless to refute it!
Ling Yun shook his head and said, "It's not a waste. Go ahead and drink it, I have plenty of this tea!"
Ling Tianyang's eyes widened as he rubbed his hands together. "Really? Little Yun, give me five pounds... No, wait, make it ten pounds!"
Ling Yun spat a mouthful of tea all over the floor! Ten pounds? That was going a bit too far. Even though this was the lowest grade of Immortal Tea, he didn't like keeping such trash around, and his remaining stock only amounted to a few ounces.
The little one giggled with an "haha" the moment she came out and saw this scene. Her hair was still a bit damp, having slipped away from An Qing the second she wasn't paying attention.
Ling Yun said, "Let's make it a little later. There will be some!"
Without understanding any of it, the little one said in her milky voice, "Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, there will be some a little later. Eating lots makes you grow fiery, and Qianqian never picks what she eats. She loves her greens."
As soon as she finished speaking, she burrowed right into Ling Yun's arms, leaving them unsure whether to laugh or cry!
Ling Yun stroked her