Ji Chengjue came back very late,
so late that Lord Zheng had already been eating his late meal for quite a while, and the blind man was starting to prepare a midnight snack when he finally returned.
As soon as he came back, he went straight to the courtyard where Zheng Fan was staying; he even broke his iron rule of always going to see his son first thing when he got home.
He flopped his body down onto the cushion,
Ji Laoliu braced his hands on the floor,
and let out a long sigh:
"I'm exhausted."
Lord Zheng was unmoved, continuing to drink his tea. There was no more Daze Fragrant Tea, but Ji Laoliu's household hardly lacked good stuff. Lord Zheng didn't like tea, but he liked drinking things that were expensive.
Ji Laoliu waited for a bit; seeing that Lord Zheng didn't even offer a word of comfort, he couldn't help feeling a bit aggrieved and said:
