The shop owner was not stingy; he poured a cup of clear tea for Li Che.
It was just simple clear tea, a few pieces of open tea leaves floated at the bottom of the cup, the green tea water slightly rippling.
With a whiff of tea aroma, Li Che took a sip, feeling a ball of heat slipping down his throat, his whole being seemed to be cleansed of impurities, even the exhaustion of his soul vanished.
"Good tea!"
Li Che's eyes lit up, praising a cup of tea for the first time.
He didn't really understand tea, just considered it as a means to quench thirst.
But this time, Li Che truly felt the significance of a good cup of tea.
Nonetheless, Li Che didn't continue drinking; a cup down his gut dispelled the cold, cleared the gloom in his soul, and made him feel great.
The Big Black Dog crawled out from Li Che's garment, lay on the ground, and fell into a deep sleep.
Perhaps making up for lost sleep or replenishing the energy used this time.
