Sanders looked at Angel in silence for a long time.
After quite a while, he sighed and said, "Let's find a place to sit and chat."
In the New City, on the second floor of Butterfly Red Tea House.
In front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, Angel and Sanders sat opposite each other, and the gentle warm sun outside spilled in, instantly making the atmosphere relaxed.
A young waiter wearing a white shirt and black suspenders walked over with an exquisite tea tray.
"Illusion... Illusion Demon, super..." The waiter's hand was trembling, and his words became stuttered.
"Alright, just put it down," Sanders waved his hand.
The waiter sighed in relief and nodded, then placed down the tea tray, setting out the gold-embellished teacups, milk, tea bags, and sugar on the table.
"There are also some desserts in the shop. Do the gentlemen want any?" Although the waiter managed to speak without stuttering, the sweat on his forehead revealed his inner tension.
