C263 At the Banquet

Lin Xiaosheng grumbled under his breath and downed his cup in one go, the aroma splashing around him. He had been on the go since dawn, and now his throat felt parched as if it were about to emit smoke.

He picked up the delicate blue and white porcelain teapot and poured himself another cup, allowing the graceful pot to twirl in his palm. After admiring every pattern on its surface