"Ah! Master Zhi, welcome, welcome!" Hua Hua greeted warmly, his face lighting up as he stepped forward, arms outstretched in an eager embrace.
Ace, sensing the sincerity yet hoping to avoid any lingering awkwardness, accepted the gesture with a brief but firm pat on the elder's back before stepping away.
With pleasantries exchanged, they settled into their seats. A servant swiftly arrived, carefully pouring tea into delicate porcelain cups.
The rich aroma of freshly brewed leaves filled the air, weaving a sense of calm into the room.
Hua Hua leaned forward slightly, his usual warmth still present, though a hint of seriousness settled in his expression. "Master Zhi, we are truly grateful that you decided to assist us in our times of trouble."
Ace set his cup down gently, fingers tapping idly against the wooden table. His gaze was steady, unreadable. "We made a deal after all. I intend to honour it."
