「Three days later.」
Public Security Bureau, Golden Scale Guard headquarters.
Inside the Commander's office, the air was fragrant with the scent of brewing tea. The smile on Li Jingxuan's face was even warmer and more cordial than usual as he personally handled the teapot, pouring a steaming cup for Su Yu, who sat in the guest's seat.
"Younger Brother Su, come, have a taste. This is pre-rain spring tea, freshly picked this year. It's the Cloud Mist Spirit Tea, a special supply from the Inner City."
Su Yu lifted the teacup, gently nudged aside the floating leaves, and took a small sip.
The tea was light and sweet as it entered his mouth, instantly refreshing. A pure, verdant Spiritual Qi slid down his throat and into his abdomen, clearing his mind and sweeping away the last vestiges of mental fatigue from the past few days.
