"Young Master, how are you feeling?"
Qingsheng hadn't slept all night, his eyes were red with exhaustion, feeling guilty and blaming himself for not taking better care of the young master.
As dawn broke, the young master finally came to his senses.
"My head hurts a bit." Zhao Minghua's first instinct was to check himself: "I didn't encounter any problems yesterday, did I?"
"Young Master, you're fine."
Qingsheng recounted yesterday's events to Zhao Minghua.
"I was quite angry at the time and spoke disrespectfully to Mr. Hu. If Mr. Hu's cooperation with the young master..."
"There's no cooperation anymore." Zhao Minghua was furious: "You did the right thing by bringing me back in time, it's good nothing happened. A reward of ten taels."
"Young Master, enduring hardship because of me, I cannot accept the reward."
