By the time they arrived panting at the top of the slope, they saw that Gu Wenheng had actually had someone set up a low table and was sitting in the snow, sipping tea and enjoying the scenery.
Compared to their disheveled state, the fact that he maintained such leisurely elegance immediately made the three officials secretly grind their teeth.
Gu Wenheng acted as if he had only just noticed them. Raising his teacup, he smiled and asked, "Would you gentlemen like a cup?"
He knew that these people definitely wouldn't submit to him yet, but that was fine; he could slowly wear them down along the way.
Having exerted themselves for so long, they were actually parched, but they couldn't cast aside their pride. They could only force themselves to say, "No need. We've already delayed Mr. Gu for so long. We'd better hurry to the next town, otherwise it'll be dark soon."
