Dongfang Sansan advised earnestly: "Be cautious, be cautious, be cautious!"
Fang Che nodded solemnly: "Yes!"
"This is the thing that makes me most uneasy about you. Besides that, you did very well! Very well indeed!"
Since Dongfang Sansan had given a scolding, he naturally had to give a sweet date, affirming Fang Che's efforts during this period: "Moreover, the shadow you concocted is very clever."
Then he frowned, laughed and said: "Though rough, it's quite ingenious. No flaws!"
Fang Che felt a black line on his forehead.
I feel like I've been praised, but this praise makes me feel rather uncomfortable.
Dongfang Sansan felt he had knocked just about right.
A loud drum doesn't need a heavy hammer to beat. A little is enough.
So he urged Fang Che to drink tea.
Not even a sip of Qianqiu Daye tea did Dongfang Sansan drink.
All three brews went into Fang Che's stomach.
Then Dongfang Sansan started changing tea.
