Hearing footsteps, Shinichi Sato looked up, then lowered his head again, as if the person who came had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Qiao secretly admired the old man's composure.

However, since entering the room, Jiang Qiao hasn't said a word. It was Song Shutian who asked the questions, and Sato basically didn't answer.

Jiang Qiao got up, took out the tea leaves she had brought, and brewed a pot of tea. Song Shutian was already a little angry. This old Japanese devil was really cunning. He didn't say a word more than necessary. It was too difficult to find any loopholes or weaknesses in him.

Jiang Qiao served the tea quite promptly, and Song Shutian took a delicious sip, smacking his lips repeatedly.

"Where did this come from? It tastes so good, I've never had it before."

Jiang Qiao smiled and said, "If you like it, drink more. I won't tell you where this tea came from for now, but I've heard there's a legend about it."

Although Song Shutian couldn't figure out what Jiang Qiao was up to, since the girl had spoken, he would cooperate. He had thought she was going to stay silent.

"Oh dear, the story of a child without a mother is a long one. I heard that many years ago, the local people contracted a strange disease that no doctor could cure. Then, a wise man appeared out of nowhere and led the entire village to a mysterious place, which was said to be like a paradise. After the villagers bathed and drank the water there, their disease was completely cured."

The wise man told the village chief that the tea they had drunk was good for their health and he could give it to them for free. Furthermore, the wise man offered a condition that everyone found enticing—

Jiang Qiao paused for a moment, and Song Shutian looked in the direction Jiang Qiao was looking. The old Japanese soldier was listening intently.

"And then? Tell me quickly, what are the conditions?"

Jiang Qiao continued, "That expert said he could give them an item that could grant them immortality. This item, when consumed with this tea, can grant them eternal life. However, there is a condition: two people must remain."

Song Shutian pressed on urgently, "Don't stop! Did they agree?"

Jiang Qiao took a sip of tea. "Oh dear, while immortality is something everyone desires, considering the conditions, the village chief decisively refused. Do you know what he said?"

Song Shutian readily agreed and asked, "What did the village chief say?"

"The village chief said he doesn't want to live forever, he doesn't want to see his descendants die before him, and he doesn't want to live alone in this world. What good is immortality if you have no relatives and no family affection? There's no point in living. It's better to grow old happily and close your eyes in peace."

"Do other people think the same way?"

Jiang Qiao laughed, "Guess who? That expert needs two people. Who do you think they are?"

Song Shutian's mind raced, and he immediately smiled. "No wonder, this village chief is really smart and not greedy. Otherwise, the whole village would have lost their lives."

There's a kind of tea that, if you drink it, you'll get sick less often; what's the point of seeking immortality? Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the natural laws. Going against nature might just bring disaster.

Jiang Qiao gave Song Shutian a thumbs up. "Smart. I love dealing with smart people. Drink more. Maybe this tea really does have medicinal effects. After all, it has such a beautiful legend. Let's just treat it as appreciating history."

Song Shutian's eyes never left Sato. When Jiang Qiao finished speaking, Sato opened his eyes and looked intently at Jiang Qiao.

"Um, may I have a cup of your tea? Is it really that good? Sigh, ever since I came in here, I've almost forgotten what tea tastes like."

Jiang Qiao smiled and said, "Mr. Sato, do you no longer wish to remain silent?"

Shinichi Sato's expression changed. "My name is not Sato. Please call me Zuo Ling."

Jiang Qiao smiled and stood up. "Mr. Zuo, whatever you call yourself, some things can't be called whatever you want. Should we invite your old friends over so we can all sit down, have a cup of tea, and catch up?"

Actually, what you call yourself is really not important to me. Even if you call yourself 123, it won't change your bloodline. That can't lie.

And besides, if they brought you here, do you really think they wouldn't know anything about your background? Don't you understand what you lost back then?

This time, it was Sato's turn to be surprised. Although he maintained his usual calm, only he knew what he was really feeling inside.

He still can't figure out what happened back then. With so many people guarding the outside, how did the safe disappear? It happened so quietly. If it weren't for that incident, would he have gone through all that trouble to personally go out and investigate later?

The problem was, he didn't know how this girl knew all this. Could it be that she had already figured out his background? Thinking of this, he immediately dismissed the idea, guessing that she was probably testing him.

Sato remained silent again, but this time Jiang Qiao continued, "Mr. Zuo, what's wrong? Don't you want to taste what my tea is like? And do you want to hear what that expert is talking about, the thing that can grant immortality?"

Song Shutian watched from the side. Although the man's face didn't show it, his eyes betrayed his true feelings. No matter how hard he tried to hide it, he couldn't conceal his desires. No wonder the little girl had told him to cooperate last night; he was just playing tricks here.

Song Shutian just couldn't understand how this little girl could come up with such strange ideas. She could even make up such nonsense, like "immortal tea." What rubbish! If there was such a thing, why would we need a doctor? We could just drink tea every day, wouldn't that be enough?

However, there was one thing he admired: this girl was incredibly good at lying, and she told it so convincingly that even the old Japanese soldier believed her.

I sighed to myself, realizing I'm getting old and can't keep up with the way young people think anymore.

Jiang Qiao was generous and poured Sato a cup of tea. "Mr. Zuo, please have some tea and savor it slowly."

Seeing Sato slowly savoring the tea she offered, Jiang Qiao spoke again, "Mr. Zuo, aren't you curious about where this tea is from?"

Sato sighed, then gave a bitter smile. "Girl, if you want to say something, just say it. Why ask for my opinion? I'm just a prisoner, and I don't have many days left to live. It doesn't matter whether I know or not."

Song Shutian spoke up from the side, "What exactly is that thing that can make people live longer?"

Jiang Qiao smiled and said, "I don't know either. The legend ends here. The reclusive master didn't say what it was. I guess if he had told us, those people wouldn't have been able to leave."