Especially things like this, filled with affection, are even harder for people to empathize with.
"Alright." Susu willingly agreed, starting to treat them differently as she brewed the second cup of tea for the two.
"Get me a cup with sugar, too." Lord Palado, like a nouveau riche, walked in quickly before the second cup of tea was brewed, with beads of sweat faintly visible on his forehead, showing how hastily he had come.
Lord Palado didn't care about the seven layers of mood in Cloud Mist Tea. He picked up the tea bowl, intending to finish it in one gulp, only to scald himself and grimace in pain.
With a self-deprecating smile, he said, "Just give me a cup of water instead. This Far Eastern elegant plaything is not something ordinary people can handle. It seems sending Susu to the General was the correct decision."
