The Charismatic Charlie Wade

Charlie caught sight of Maria’s charming yet resistant expression.

He leaned in, urging, “I’ve managed to gather these, and it’d be a shame if you didn’t get a taste. Plus, you’re the only one who truly understands the essence of the Pu’er mother. Your intuition will guide you.”

After a moment, he added, “You’ve got to take a bite to know!”

With those words, he pushed a leaf to Maria’s lips and took another for himself. “Come on,” he pressed, “let’s savor it together.”

Maria found herself unable to resist his insistence. She cast him a fleeting glance before conceding, “Alright, I’ll give it a try.” As her words trailed off, she gently parted her lips, letting them close around the tender green leaf.

Seeing her take the bite, Charlie followed suit, chewing with a sense of assurance.

He had assumed this thing would carry the pleasant aroma of tea, expecting a good flavor. Yet, the reality surpassed his imagination, the moment the leaf met his palate, a burst of rich, pure energy enveloped his senses!

A single bite was enough to rejuvenate his spirit!

Although the energy content wasn’t substantial, its purity was extraordinary. And what’s more, this was unprocessed, fresh tea. It seemed the plant itself held reiki, a phenomenon Charlie had never before encountered.

Maria, too, felt the peculiar nature of this tea. As she chewed, it wasn’t astringent or bitter, but rather slightly sweet. The most astonishing part was the refreshing, comforting sensation it provided. She had tasted countless teas throughout her life, especially those produced by the Mother of Pu’er. Yet, she had never encountered a tea as miraculous as this.

Baffled, she turned to Charlie, her eyes filled with wonder. “Young master, why does this tea possess such remarkable effects? It’s as if a single taste erases all fatigue instantly! I recall that the tea from Pu’er mother never had this effect…”

solemn. “That’s

spiritual elixirs. But

mother failed to transcend her calamity and instead underwent rebirth after confronting the thunder’s wrath. It’s an experiential transformation, similar to the

Pu’er mother, I’ve never encountered a

she’s following the path of an immortal. After all, she lacked reiki initially. Now, just as she’s

“What’s her current

sense that she’s more like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, undergoing a qualitative leap. When she endured the catastrophe three centuries

managed to evade heavenly judgment and survive under

her properly, once she grows into a substantial tree, imagine the potential. Merely plucking and ingesting a

“Master, are

Charlie declared. “Leaving her here would be unwise. If she falls into the wrong

she’s been here for millennia. This is

This locale is unsuitable for her growth. Just as a person shouldn’t stumble in the same pit twice, a tree shouldn’t endure multiple failures. She

inquired, “Where do you believe she’d

her to the edge of your hot spring, but that hinges on your expertise in nurturing

tea trees thrive in the Southern province’s climate. Altitude, sunlight, temperature,

her exceptionally adaptable. Your other courtyard, secluded and undisturbed, is an ideal spot. She won’t attract attention unless she grows too tall in a few years. If that happens, we’ll

continued, “And if she struggles with Aurous Hill’s climate, we could construct a