The wealthy old man spoke: "I envy you, I too want to lay down this burden and retire early to enjoy my twilight years, but unfortunately, there aren't many younger members in the family who truly show promise."
The skinny old man: "Alright, have a seat everyone."
Liu Yumei sat down.
The people around the round table also slowly took their seats.
Outside the round table, there was another group of people around them, generally appearing somewhat restrained, one might even say... a bit fearful.
Everyone had an individual round stool beneath them.
After the people around the table had sat down, the outer group then sat, but only perch on half of the stool.
A middle-aged man seated at the round table stood up again, picked up the teapot, and poured tea.
After pouring for those at the table, he flicked his fingers, causing a stream of water to flow from the teapot and towards the surroundings.
