The light in the tea shop's private room is slightly dim.
Shen Xuan picked up the teacup, took a sip of Spirit Tea, and gently placed it down.
The tea is bland, the Spiritual Qi sparse, truly difficult to swallow.
Across from him, Hong Yu'Er held the teacup, sipping slowly, her brows relaxed, drinking with relish.
To this lower-level Qi Cultivation cultivator, being able to sit and taste tea in the tea shop's private room is already a rare luxury.
Shen Xuan looked at her and asked, "The deal is done, what do you plan to do next?"
"Later I'll go to the East Market, weigh out a few pounds of fine Barbarian Beef, go home and have a good meal to reward myself!"
Hong Yu'Er's eyes lit up, blurting out.
Lower-level cultivators have an obsession with eating meat.
It's not just about satisfying cravings; it's the most practical way for them to obtain Spiritual Power and refine their physique.
"Speaking of which, I really should thank the senior."
