The next morning, Jinling City was clear and sunny, the red sun rising, revealing a sense of vitality everywhere.
In a breakfast shop named Taoyuan Village, Lu Yu was sitting by the window quietly enjoying his breakfast, leisurely chewing with an air of calmness.
In front of him sat Zhou Wenyuan, dressed in a white suit, devouring soy milk and fried dough sticks as if extremely hungry, in stark contrast to Lu Yu's demeanor.
After last night's 'princess' effort to fight hard, Zhou Wenyuan was quite famished, so he ate with particular savagery.
"How did it go, Brother Wenyuan?"
Watching Zhou Wenyuan gobble down his breakfast, Lu Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, a glimmer of cunning flashing in his eyes as he said, "Did you enjoy last night?"
Lu Yu's voice was extremely calm, with a bit of playful tone.
"It was delightful, extremely delightful!"
