While others practice swordplay, he makes tea.
While others meditate, he sweeps the floor.
While others strive to be the best in the world, he is thinking about what kind of tea he will have tomorrow.
Everyone said Chen Bei was a waste.
Until——
The Demon Cult Protector knelt down: "Thank you for saving me."
The righteous swordsman was convinced: "Brother Chen, I can't beat you."
The wealthy daughter refused to leave: "I just want to drink the tea you made."
Chen Bei was holding the teapot with an innocent look on his face:
"I'm just a tea seller."
After saying that, he killed all those who refused with one sword.
