Li Changqing's gaze was fixed.

The handle of the teacup was still shaking on the table.

"Eh." Xu Muhai reached out to pick up the handle of the teacup, then smiled and said, "I'm really sorry, I haven't replaced anything here for a long time. I rarely have visitors, so I didn't notice that this teacup was broken. I'll get you a new one later."

Li Changqing didn't say anything, he looked into the distance, unable to hide the worry in his eyes.