C163 My Responsibility

"Knock, knock, knock..."

The crisp sound of knocking echoed at the door.

Lin Tian, seated in meditation, slightly furrowed his brow and softly spoke, "Enter, Qingluo."

The door creaked open, and a slender figure stepped through, revealing a face of cold, classical beauty.

It was none other than Qingluo.

"Mr. Tian, your Dew Tea is ready..