Zhu Wuji had few hobbies, and one of them was tea.
One might say he couldn't be happy without tea.
Zhu Wuji lifted his cup of tea, took a sip, closed his eyes to savor the taste, and let the tea's fragrance fill his mouth endlessly.
This tea, specially made with Spirit Leaves aged over a thousand years, not only refreshed the spirit but also improved his Fighting Energy and nourished his internal organs.
Zhang Jingfeng stood there, hesitating to speak several times.
Zhu Wuji glanced at him and said, "If you have something to say, say it."
Zhang Jingfeng hesitated, "Chairman, since Master Shao has been gone for so long, could something have happened? Should we go and check?"
