"It's been expired for thirty years, how can you still drink it? You're so young and pretend to know everything. It's always better to be more humble in the future."

After these words were spoken, the three of them showed mysterious expressions.

Hou Baiwan tilted his head, frowned, and squeezed his face together.

Thirty-year-old tea is expired?

What's that? I'm using expired treats?

Qin Wushuang pressed the issue, "Master, are you sure it's expired?"

"Nonsense, it's been thirty years and it's not expired yet." Taoist Qingfeng said firmly.

“!!!”

Qin Wushuang was speechless. "Don't you know that tea is like wine, as long as it is well preserved, the older the better?"

"The Taoist priest keeps talking about the tea ceremony. I thought he would have some unique insights, but I never expected him to be so amazing and truly eye-opening."

"Bullshit!" Taoist Qingfeng was furious. He was so ignorant that he clearly didn't understand, yet he acted arrogantly. "Just ask Mr. Hou and you'll know if what I said is right."

"Ahem." Hou Baiwan wanted to smooth things over and not offend anyone, as both of them were guests.

But it's really too outrageous, completely different from the original score.

He couldn't find a way to smooth things over and had to tell the truth.

"Master Qingfeng, Mr. Qin is right."

"Mr. Hou, what do you mean? Please speak fairly." Taoist Qingfeng said in a stern tone.

Hou Sisi couldn't stand it anymore. To be fair, she thought she was helping someone or siding with someone. "Master, do you have a cell phone?"

“Who doesn’t have a mobile phone in this day and age?”

"Please ask Baidu."

"Who is Baidu?"

“…”