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Wang Xiaoming, Guo Fan, and Zong Shan sat at the tea table.

Guo Fan appeared very enthusiastic, showing off his tea-making skills as he prepared to brew a pot of fine tea to welcome the rarely visiting Professor Wang. Although he was nervously drumming up in his heart, uncertain about the purpose of Wang Xiaoming's special visit that day, he understood the necessity of basic courtesy.

What if Wang Xiaoming was petty and took offense at the reception?

However, it had been a few minutes since the three sat down, and not a word had been exchanged between them.

The atmosphere was incredibly awkward.

"Professor Wang, is there something special that brings you here this time?" Zong Shan couldn't help asking, breaking the awkward silence.