The voice did not immediately answer; instead, it said, "Since we have plenty of time, how about I tell you some interesting stories?"
Tang Zhe'an chuckled, dropped his serious expression, and said to Xun Xiaoyu, "Go brew a pot of wine."
Xun Xiaoyu rolled her eyes and said, "Do you want a pot of wine or a pot of tea? What's wrong with you!?"
"Whatever, just go, hurry up."
Tang Zhe'an waved his hand indifferently and then sat down on a chair, speaking in the direction of an empty toilet spot, "Please, take a seat."
"I'm not at the toilet spot… fine, just pretend I'm sitting on a chair."
The tone of the voice seemed to carry a bit of helplessness.
Unaware of anything, Tang Zhe'an yelled towards Xun Xiaoyu, who had gone into the kitchen, "Tea, serve the tea, serve the good tea!"
