Thinking back to when I was young, I could stay up three days and nights without a problem. Now, well, never mind, let bygones be bygones. You two should go home and eat, don't keep the whole family waiting."
"Uncle, are you really okay?" Lin Baohe felt guilty at this moment. How could he have forgotten about Old Master Ye's age while chatting away happily?
"I'm fine, I'm fine." Old Master Ye waved his hand with a smile, "Chatting with you is so delightful, there's no way there's anything wrong—feeling a bit dizzy after crouching for so long is normal.
But Baohe, you're really in great shape; you stood up after crouching for such a long time without any issues at all. Even my son, who was in the army, can't compare to you."
Lin Baohe scratched his head in embarrassment, "Uncle, my legs aren't that good. It's uncomfortable to crouch, so I was sitting on a big broom just now."
