It seems Lu Qing and Yan Daoxin are used to bantering with each other like this. Fuwen couldn't help but chuckle at his order and took the robe from Yan Daoxin's hand back to the room to put it away.
Yan Daoxin was probably really famished. He didn't even have the energy to argue with Lu Qing and slumped onto the table, looking weak and listless.
"What are you doing here?" Lu Qing pulled Zhu Yu down to sit at the table as well, pouring tea for both himself and Zhu Yu without waiting for Yan Daoxin's invitation.
The teapot was just the inn's teapot, but the moment the tea was poured out, Zhu Yu knew it wasn't the inn's tea.
The tea had a beautiful amber-like color and exuded a warm medicinal fragrance.
"Have a drink, this guy doesn't care about much when he's traveling, but he insists on drinking his own medicinal tea," Lu Qing handed a cup of the amber-colored tea to Zhu Yu. "Opinions on his medical skills may vary, but he's the best at detoxification and health preservation."
