Wu Qianqian pouted as she carried the chest out, leaving the two alone in the room.
Minister Chu had graciously invited the Hei Mo Saber King to take a seat and even took it upon himself to pour a cup of hot tea for his guest. He said warmly, "Senior, you must have a lot of spare time to come and see me. Haha… I am really flattered by your attention!"
After being embarrassed initially, Minister Chu seemed to suddenly be in the mood to come up with an improv poem that made him sound like he was a real scholar. When he noticed that the Saber King was starting to glare at him, Minister Chu stopped for a moment, let out two dry coughs and asked, "The meaning of this poem is: If a senior comes to visit, then would he not be sure to drink a cup of tea?"
"I… I understand!" This Saber King was starting to become mad with immense anger. Do you think that I am illiterate?