As they spoke, a delicate fragrance wafted from the teapot in the woman's hand. Just smelling it made Lü Yang feel an inexplicable sense of comfort wash over his entire body.
"It's ready."
In the next moment, True Monarch Zeng Cai Qiluo stopped swirling the teapot. Clouds gathered before Lü Yang, forming a teacup, which she then filled. Lü Yang glanced down and saw that the tea was a purplish-green, shimmering with faint specks of light.
"Drink it."
The woman calmly sized up Lü Yang, offering no explanation. The purplish-green tea looked incredibly strange, as if something had been added to it.
However, Lü Yang didn't hesitate in the slightest.
"Thank you, True Monarch!"
He raised the teacup and drained it in one gulp. His decisiveness and speed made the woman's shapely eyebrows arch slightly in surprise.
'Not even a moment of hesitation? Is he really that loyal?'
