Time flies, and Ming Teng returned to the capital with his Fourth Uncle. Seeing the city gates, Ming Teng moved his still injured arm slightly and muttered, "Finally home."
Chang Zhi looked a bit haggard from the journey, but he was relieved Ming Teng was fine. "Come on, let's go home."
The horse-drawn carriage stopped at the mansion's gates. Chang Zhi spotted his Second Brother and called out, "Second Brother."
Chang Yi smiled and said, "Where's Ming Teng? Hurry and get down here."
Ming Teng followed his Fourth Uncle down from the carriage and shyly called out, "Second Uncle."
Chang Yi caught sight of Ming Teng's injured arm. His smile disappeared, and with a hint of irritation on his face he chided, "This is what happens when you're not careful. Wait until your grandfather comes back—see how he'll deal with you."
Ming Teng shrank his head down and mumbled, "I was wrong."
Chang Yi huffed and turned to ask his younger brother, "Did everything go smoothly along the way?"
