Inside the backyard of the residence where Tao Qingyuan from the Heavenly Patrol Bureau lived.
Lv Yuan, Tao Qingyuan, and Chen Yuan sat around a cyan stone table, its surface as smooth as if carved from jade, upon which a pot of Spiritual Tea was placed for the three to enjoy.
This was a cherished reserve from many years ago that Tao Qingyuan would not have brought out to share on any ordinary day.
Spiritual Tea was not like other things, after all, it was quite precious.
Chen Yuan had no idea how much the pot of Spiritual Tea Ye Chenbai treated him to last time was worth, but Lv Yuan said that Tao Qingyuan's pot of tea was worth as much as a single Primordial Crystal.
In case Chen Yuan did not know what a Primordial Crystal was, Lv Yuan briefly explained its composition and value, which was not far off from what he had learned previously.