Looking at Wang Lin’s expression, Sun Dazhu smiled awkwardly, and with sincere eyes, he said, “Wang Lin, your master hasn’t really been doing his job, and we had a lot of misunderstandings between us before.”
Wang Lin didn’t not take the cup of tea. With a scan of his soul, he found out that it did contain spiritual power, so he said, “I feel a bit tired, so I’m not going to drink this tea.”
Sun Dazhu immediately said, “Tired? Then you should rest more rest more. Your place is way too small. How about this…From today on, you can sleep in my room.”