The pot of tea that had been brewed earlier sat on the windowsill, its temperature just right.
Chu Yuzhi went over to fetch it, then casually turned over five teacups. He filled each halfway and gave his hand a twist, sending the five cups floating lightly into their proper places.
Today's gathering.
Zuo Guangshu said very little.
As the host, Qu Shunhua was warm and welcoming, while Jiang Wang, the guest of honor, played along quite nicely.
Chu Yuzhi, meanwhile, was utterly sincere. He made no secret of his fondness for Ye Lan'er, and he praised Jiang Wang without stint.
Still, he knew how to express himself with restraint. He neither bared his claws nor fawned too much, always keeping a distance that wouldn't make anyone feel offended.
As for Ye Lan'er...
Jiang Wang couldn't quite read her, and wasn't curious.
Perhaps he'd grow curious about Ye Lan'er only after reaching Divine Presence himself—curious about her strength in the Divine Presence Realm.
As they chatted, Qu Shunhua suddenly asked, "Guang Shu told me you asked whether you could pack up some of the dishes from here, Big Brother Jiang?"
Jiang Wang felt terribly awkward.
Earlier, he'd mentioned it to Zuo Guangshu offhand, simply out of habit: he liked stocking up on good food for An'an.
Now that he knew today's feast had been prepared by the Duke of Yu, how could he possibly bring himself to say "pack it up"?
What infuriated him even more was that he and Zuo Guangshu had arrived at Huangliang Terrace at the same time and hadn't been out of each other's sight. When had this kid told Qu Shunhua?
Why did he tell her everything?
"I asked Guang Shu that earlier because I was a little ignorant and didn't really know what Huangliang Terrace