"Ah!"
Master Zhen was splashed by the cup of hot tea. He let out a miserable scream that almost overturned the roof.
Tea rolled down his face, and the tea leaves stuck wetly to his flushed face.
Zhen Ruzhu held an empty teacup in one hand. Her eyes were like torches, and her back was straight.
"Wow!" An Le exclaimed when she saw this scene. Her small mouth was wide open.
"Zhen Ruzhu, are you crazy?!" Master Zhen roared at Zhen Ruzhu hysterically, his facial features twisted.
"You're the one who's crazy!" Zhen Ruzhu was furious.
She carefully picked up the cup of talisman tea and brought it to Boss Zhen as if it was a fragile rare treasure.
The shopkeeper pinched and pressed on the unconscious Boss Zhen's acupuncture points. Boss Zhen finally woke up slowly, with blood on the corner of his lips.
