Sitting at a roadside tea stall, Ancient Wen Heng sipped the tea in his cup, giving Lu Ping the illusion that it was some divine nectar.
He thought the tea must be something special, and he was quite thirsty from the walk. He picked up the cup before him and took a huge gulp, but nearly spat it out.
After swallowing the bitter tea, Lu Ping asked, "Don't you find this bitter?"
"It's alright," Ancient Wen Heng said. "It's quite thirst-quenching." 'At least it quenches thirst better than plain water.'
Lu Ping said, "...You've been walking for the better part of the day, looking all around the whole time. Are you looking for something?"
Ancient Wen Heng shook his head. "I came out to relax. Naturally, I'm observing the local culture and scenery. That's not what I'd call 'looking all around.'"
"It's the same thing," Lu Ping said, glancing at the somewhat desolate surroundings. "Should I have someone bring the carriage over? It's going to take a long time to walk back."
