The old man said, "Go and rest, shall I call you when breakfast is ready?"
Kang Chen casually placed his hat on a well-trimmed shrub beside him, "I'll join you for morning exercises."
The old man laughed, "Oh, you're not tired? Stayed up all night and still here to exercise with me."
Kang Chen replied, "Not really tired."
He wasn't truly tired, but his eyes felt gritty, as if someone had tossed a handful of sand in them—very uncomfortable.
The old man shooed him away, "Alright, stop overexerting yourself, go and rest. Look at your eyes, they're red like a rabbit's."
Kang Chen shrugged, "Alright then, you enjoy your workout."
"Go on, go on..."
Kang Chen picked up his hat and went into the house, just as he ran into the butler carrying a purple clay teapot meant for the old man.
The butler stopped and bowed to Kang Chen, "Young master."
Kang Chen nodded, "I'm... going away for a few days. Please make sure to take good care of the old man."
