"Being a server isn't a big deal."
Yingxing held a hand to his forehead, shaking his head with a sigh.
"But if Dan Heng's companions saw that scene... what would we do?"
Just as he finished speaking, Yanqing approached their stone table, cradling his newly purchased sword.
He had just left the Training Ground and was still panting heavily.
Yanqing took several deep breaths to steady himself before greeting them in turn.
"General."
"Uncle Yingxing."
The five of them had watched Dan Heng grow up, so they were well practiced at looking after Yanqing.
Jing Yuan took one of the four cups of fruit tea in front of him, pulled out a straw, and pierced the seal for Yanqing.
After spending some time at the Alchemy Commission, Yingxing had developed the habit of carrying disinfectant wipes, tissues, and similar supplies.
He pulled out a tissue and handed it to Yanqing.
Their gazes softened as they watched Yanqing slowly set the sword in his arms on the stone table before wiping his sweat and taking a drink.
Jing Yuan picked up a cup of fruit tea, glanced at the remaining two, and said, "Yingxing, you can have both of those."
Baiheng had taken her annual leave to travel, leaving only the four of them on the Luofu.
With Yanqing included, five cups of fruit tea should have been enough.
But when Xianyu passed the beverage shop, it happened to be running a promotion.
No one could resist the temptation of a second cup at half price.
Not even Xianyu.
He had paid no attention to how many people there were, focusing only on getting the discount.
Yingxing accepted without protest and claimed the remaining fruit teas.
Jing Yuan asked for details about Yanqing's sparring session with Jingliu. As he listened, he