Yu Zhenghai did not respond to Zhu Honggong.
Zhu Honggong rose to his feet and stretched his limbs as he yawned. After that, when he saw Yu Zhenghai did not move, he called out, "Yu Zhenghai."
When Zhu Honggong recalled yesterday's event, he felt he had been too silly in the past. He could have let his Eldest Senior Brother do all the manual labor. His Second Senior Brother was smart enough to realize that.
Zhu Honggong moved his limbs for a moment before he sat down. Then, he said, "Get up. Fetch me a basin of water so I can wash my face."
Yu Zhenghai sat up stiffly with movements that resembled that of an animated corpse.
Zhu Honggong glanced at Yu Zhenghai and urged him, "Huh? Why are you still sitting? Yu Zhenghai…"
Yu Zhenghai turned to face Zhu Honggong. His voice was domineering as he said, "What did you call me?"
Zhu Honggong yawned again. He did not even look at Yu Zhenghai as he said, "What? Should I call you Little Yu?"
