"Who... Toma... Master, it's you..."
Song Sheng couldn't even bother to put on clothes, he rolled out of bed and landed on the floor with the agility of a fish, half cursing before being startled by the person inside the room.
He quickly changed his expression, shuffled over to the round table, and sheepishly presented a somewhat cooled cup of tea to Li Mo.
"Master, why, why are you back at this time?"
"It's so hot, please have some tea to cool down."
Li Mo, with one leg propped on a stool, raised an eyebrow, took the tea bowl from Song Sheng, and downed it in one gulp before smashing it on the ground with a "crack" sound: "Why did I come back, and you, Toma, don't know why!"
"I know, I know." A bead of sweat formed instantly on Song Sheng's forehead. Ignoring the shards on the floor, he poured another cup of tea for Li Mo: "Master, please calm down, let's talk things over slowly."
