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The kettle whistled after five minutes, and Qing Yoú poured the water into a porcelain cup and proceeded to mix the coffee expertly.

Qing Yoú maintained a peaceful mind throughout the process. He freed his mind of any nasty thoughts or anxiety. Instead, he imagined the gorgeous sceneries of life (of course, according to his experience level).

Anyway, he didn't worry about brewing a proper coffee because the pleasant scent of the coffee enthralled even Changpu Delun.

Even though I'm not a great coffee maker, the creamy scent was immediately enticing. He made the teacher happy by serving the coffee with conventional respect.

He laughed a little louder, to be accurate.

"All right, you may ask your questions now."

He got more serious: "But they're fifty points for one question, presuming one person asks it."

At this moment, Qing Yoú offered the coffee with the utmost respect for the teacher.