Upon hearing Shen Qiang's words, the charming Baihua Palace Master, Weisheng Zhimei, looked at Shen Qiang with a coquettish smile and whispered telepathically, "You sly guy, you make it sound so generous, but if you were really so willing, why not share it with them directly?"
"Why not let Sister Qin Yurou pour them tea? Isn't it because you feel a bit guilty, so you had Medicine King Valley arrange people, and after the tea is poured, you add water to give to others."
Shen Qiang smiled, his eyes curved, and said, "Selfless giving is for saints, but I'm not at that level, can't compare with saints. But you, talking so much, are being a bit naughty."
The charming Baihua Palace Master laughed enchantingly, her gaze towards Shen Qiang filled with even more admiration.
Her heart was a mixture of emotions.
