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"Understood …"

Ming Lang nodded.

"Tea …"

"Yes."

Yuwen Pei took a sip of his tea.

"Good tea."

Although the tea was light in the mouth, it was quite mellow and refreshing when it entered the stomach.

This kind of good tea was priceless.

"If Young Master Pei likes it, I can give you some."

Ming Lang smiled faintly, and spoke at a moderate speed.

"This isn't good