He gave Maria a hearty thumbs up. “Miss Clark, your intellect is truly remarkable. After your explanation, I think I
can understand Sanshin.”
Turning his attention back to the sprouting seedling, he inquired, “Are you certain this is the mother of Pu’er?”
Maria’s nod was firm. “Absolutely. Her aura aligns perfectly with the mother of Pu’er’s. Coupled with recent
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtcoincidences, I’m confident this is her.”
Charlie nodded, his voice a hushed murmur. “So, does that mean the mother of Pu’er has become a loose immortal
within this tree?”
Maria responded, her voice calm and thoughtful. “That seems a plausible interpretation, but ‘loose immortal’ is a
concept I’ve only heard. I’ve had no opportunity to validate the theory, so it’s mere conjecture.”
Charlie nodded in understanding, lowering himself beside Maria. His gaze returned to the sprout, his thoughts
drifting. “Ordinary as it seems, this seedling holds a profound secret. There’s an undeniable allure about it.”
Intrigued, he caught the aroma of tea, the fragrance irresistible.
He plucked a tender leaf from the plant, bringing it to his lips. “I wonder how this extraordinary tea tastes.”
Watching in distress, Maria couldn’t hold back her plea. “My Lord, please don’t…”
Without hesitation, Charlie grasped another leaf, presenting it to her lips, his tone earnest. “Share the joy with me.
You’ve consumed numerous tea cakes from her. You know her taste best. Compare and tell me if this leaf holds the
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsame essence.”
Maria’s eyes brimmed with tears, her voice quivering. “Even if you were to eat my entire household, it would still be
preferable to consuming her leaves. She’s just emerged after three centuries, and you’ve already taken two leaves.
It’s heartbreaking…”
Charlie relented, the leaves safely back in place. “It’s alright. I’ve pulled these off, and they can’t be reattached. At
most, only two leaves have been taken. No more, I promise.”
Maria heaved a sigh of relief, her protest shifting into a soft grumble. “Young master, taste it yourself. I can’t bear
to…”