A gentle breeze blew through the courtyard, coming in through the window and causing the oil lamp on the table to flicker.
The flame of the oil lamp cast shadows on the wall, making the mottled wall appear even more hazy.
After Zhu Xueshuang finished speaking, Qin An squinted his eyes and fell into deep thought.
Upon saying this, Zhu Xueshuang said nothing more and took the opportunity to pick up the tea on the table, taking a small sip.
After drinking this cup of tea, Zhu Xueshuang couldn't help but smile a bit.
She suddenly found the man named Qin An before her somewhat interesting.
If it were anyone else, they would have long finished this cup of tea, trying to please her, doing everything to figure out her preferences, even talking a bit more with her, all to get close to her, the Silver Dao Marshal with considerable power in the Tianyun Realm.
But Qin An was different. He hadn't even had time to drink this tea until now.
This made Zhu Xueshuang find it very peculiar.
