"I did not expect to encounter a guest today who could recognize Fiery Sun Tea; it truly delights me," a crisp voice came, like the tinkling of spring water, pleasant to the ears.
"Where, I only know a little about the way of tea, which makes Fellow Daoist laugh..." Gu Yue rose to look at the door, his voice suddenly choked off, his expression as if he had swallowed an egg.
A woman in yellow clothes walked in. She appeared to be only in her thirties, her eyes still flirtatious, and her skin was very fair. Unfortunately, her cheeks were swollen, layers of fat folded under her chin, her waist as wide as a barrel, and her limbs round and plump. Her large feet made a "pat pat" sound as they hit the floor.