"Young Master, are you sure?"
Madam Chen swallowed hard.
"Yes, why not?"
Xie Jianyu lifted the big pail full of dirty plates, and Mingyu screamed murder.
"AHHHH MASTER DON'T!!!"
Mingyu threw the broom in her hands and rushed to take the heavy burden from Xie Jianyu.
"Master, you are...'that'! Please do not lift anything heavy!"
Xie Jianyu arched his brow at his maid.
"Mingyu, I am not an invalid. It is fine to lift this much of weight."
"No!"
Mingyu took the pail away with a hint of disgruntlement.
"Master, why don't you just sweep the porch?"
The porch was but a small area.
Xie Jianyu ended up sweeping the entire dining area, and Mingyu almost suffered from cardiac arrest.
"Master, please don't get too tired! Think about... 'that'!"
Xie Jianyu sighed.
He was tired indeed. Tired of sitting around and doing nothing.
"I am going to hunt some ghosts," he then announced.
