Chapter 93: Water Market

Salvatore Casson didn't stand on ceremony and smiled. "Alright. From now on, I'll send you two pounds of top-grade tea every year." He brought everyone to the restaurant and had the server brew Spirit Tea for each of them. As the boiling water hit the leaves, a soothing fragrance rose, and Eden Lewer's eyes lit up. He lifted his cup to his nose, took in the scent, and gasped. "What tea! The aroma's more complex and refined than what we get from our old tea tree. How can tea this good even exist?" Solomon...