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Under the red martial robe, his body was burly and his muscles were bulging, sitting there like a crouching bear and a lurking tiger, giving off an intense oppressive feel.
It was as if a baby-faced was attached to the body of a muscular man, looking quite mismatched.
"Try this, this is the finest Purple Lu Spring, a real treasure."
Shen Shuqiu said with a smile.
The woman stretched out two fingers, pinched the delicate teacup, and tilted her head to pour it into her mouth.
She smacked her lips, unable to taste anything.
Frustrated, she picked up the teapot and started gulping it down from the spout.
Glug glug glug—
"..."
Shen Shuqiu's eyelids twitched, feeling a bit of pain.
"Such a waste of heaven's gifts! This pot costs ten silver!"
Li Kui set down the empty teapot, wiped her mouth, and asked, "It didn't quench my thirst, can I have another pot?"
"..."
