"The annual yield is less than two catties, making it a rare and excellent tea."
"If you hadn't come, I wouldn't have been willing to take it out."
Renn nodded. Over the years, he had drunk many varieties of tea and had developed a profound understanding of tea quality.
Therefore, they highly value good tea.
Taking a sip, the refreshing tea flowed down Renn's throat, filling his mouth with fragrance.
Upon closer inspection, this tea actually has more than three distinct flavor profiles: initial, middle, and final.
It has five different textures, which is truly a rare find.
Raine: "Good tea, but... a bit bland."
Albert said, "Haha, you usually drink Marilyn Monroe, so it's no wonder you're not enjoying the change."
"Oh right, Renn, you haven't had lunch yet, have you? Why don't you stay at the palace and have lunch with me?"
Ryan nodded, accepting Albert's invitation: "Yes."
Albert then ordered the maid to inform the kitchen to prepare.
While the kitchen was preparing, Albert continued chatting with Ryan.
"Raine, did you come back alone? What's the situation in the Misty Lands right now?"
Ryan took a sip of tea and explained, "Yes, I came back alone."
"I learned about my father's six-month coma through some special channels in the Misty Lands, and that's how I managed to get out of the Misty Lands thanks to my relationship with a god there."
"As for Otto and the others, they should still be in the Misty Lands. But don't worry, I contacted Otto six months ago. He is safe now, and his territory is developing very well."
Albert sighed with emotion; he had never heard of anyone entering the Misty Lands and being able to leave early.
This trip to Rennes really opened his eyes.
"I see. In that case, I'm relieved." Albert breathed a sigh of relief.
"So how much of that stuff did you manage to get on this trip?" Albert asked.
Ryan naturally knew what Albert was talking about.
Divine protection energy.
It is a special divine power processed by the god of candlelight.
It can help maintain favorable weather conditions in a certain area, significantly reducing the frequency of disasters.
Renn smiled and took out the Mist Lord Token, saying, "Fortunately, the harvest was quite substantial."
Raine had previously completed many exchange tasks in the Fire Path Space, accumulating a lot of Divine Protection Energy, which he intended to exchange for treasures in the Treasury of the God of Tricks.
But unexpectedly, after killing the God of Mist, the God of Deception gave him the treasure vault along with the Martian space.
This rendered his divine protective energy useless.
Now that he thinks about it, he realized he had forgotten that divine protection energy had this kind of use.
Albert trembled with excitement as he looked at the numbers on the Mist Token on the table.
Two...two hundred and sixty thousand!?
Oh my god, is this really real?!
He had never seen so much fortune.
In previous centuries, the tokens brought out by the people of the Essiatic Empire who entered the Misty Lands did not have such high energy.
The highest price is just over 20,000.
I never expected that Renn could get so much all by himself.
This was enough to keep the northern part of the Essisian Empire, which was most severely affected by cold and snow disasters, free from extreme cold for decades!
"Raine, how do you plan to use this energy?" Albert smiled like an aunt, staring intently at Raine.
Renn held the token and rubbed it, then smiled and said, "Uncle, the energy in this token is useless to me, and I don't know its value."
"At that time, I will give the token to my father. After my father wakes up, you can talk to him alone."
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