"The tea from the North, it lacks flavor."
Drawing her gaze away from the young couple passing by on the street, the short-haired woman picked up her teacup and made a simple evaluation.
"But at least it still has the taste of tea, much better than the tea shipped across the sea to Cypher."
"It's already this time of the year, where could you find good tea? Besides, if the Northerners don't drink tea, who will buy all the tea from the Southern plantations?"
A bold female voice came from the opposite side.
Young Master Huang looked up and cast his gaze at the woman opposite, in military uniform and boots, sitting confidently on the chair.
A not-so-obvious scar marred her otherwise delicate and beautiful face, adding a bit of fierceness and heroism. Her amber eyes bore a faint hint of lethal energy, like a beast atop the food chain.
This was the newly appointed first president of the Far East Daming Empire's new government—Xu Ziwei!
