C117 It Can't be That Simple

He had just walked out when he bumped into a waiter who was carrying a cup of tea.

Seeing the two of them hurriedly walking out, the waiter anxiously called out:

"Master, do you want to go? This tea? "

The waiter didn't know what to do with the tea. One had to know that this tea was the heaviest kind. It had already been brewed, yet they were leaving