"Boss, it's been a long time since you looked in the mirror, hasn't it? Your face looks awful. When you got off the plane, I almost didn't recognize you."
The driver, Zhuo Zi'ang, was one of Kang Chen's trusted subordinates, much like Mu Weibai. Both had followed Kang Chen for a long time and were personally groomed by him.
Zhuo Zi'ang had been stationed in the provincial military for a while. This time, with Kang Chen heading to the border front lines, he was worried that there wouldn't be anyone in the Imperial City to oversee the military. Hence, he transferred Zhuo Zi'ang back from the provinces.
Kang Chen glanced to the side and, sure enough, spotted a thermos and an insulated cup.
The water and food were both warm.
Some tension eased in Kang Chen's heart, and his expression softened. "You've been considerate."
