Ye Shouxin raised an eyebrow, looking slightly surprised.
Lin Fan casually smiled, tilted his head back, and downed a cup of hot tea, laughing heartily: "Good tea, old man, thank you."
Whoosh~
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Fan tossed the teacup back in the same manner, and as expected, Ye Shouxin easily caught it again, placing it on the stone table and leisurely filling it up once more!
Bai Weiwei watched this scene with a face full of amazement; the flying teacup was like a juggling act. The most astonishing part was that not a single drop of the hot tea spilled, it was more miraculous than a Hollywood blockbuster!
"Get into the game, the Dragon King is waiting for you," Ye Shouxin said, then leisurely lay back on the bench, closing his eyes again.
"Gotta find a chance to introduce him to that old man back home; with their personalities, they're sure to piss in the same pot," Lin Fan grinned and said, then walked into the room with Bai Weiwei.
