The old man slowly drank the Immortal Tea in his cup, stroked his beard and said, "Yun Yazi, why not first savor the Spirit Tea I recently acquired, and only then think about a solution without haste."
Yun Yazi, annoyed, put down the chess piece in his hand and reached out for the fragrant tea brewed in the Void by his opponent. He brought it to his nose, took a sniff, and couldn't help but show a hint of intoxication.
He took a gentle sip, and after a long while, he remarked, "Yu Wuxing, you old fellow, where did you find such a treasure? It's truly unforgettable!"
Yu Wuxing chuckled and scolded, "You old fellow, drink the tea for what it is. Do I not know what kind of mischief you're scheming?!"
"Humph! If you think you can get your hands on my Spirit Tea, think again. I barely have enough for myself, and the only reason you're getting a cup is because of our years of friendship."
