Qin Lan sat composedly at the table, taking in the fragrance of the tea with a serene expression, as if everything was unfolding precisely as he had anticipated.
Indeed, this was none other than the Enlightenment Tea he had presented to his Imperial Father.
Judging from the aroma, even a single pinch brewed and diluted among the cups possessed a spiritual energy that remained faint yet undeniably rare for everyone present.
Chapter 47