Fortunately, Yu Qingliu quickly adjusted his emotions. He massaged his temples and walked to the water dispenser to get himself a glass of water. Looking as if he had aged ten years, he said tiredly, "Just live here in peace. I have many things I need your help with in the future."
"Alright." Ji Ziyin obediently lowered her eyes. "Elder Yu, feel free to let me know if you need anything. I'll definitely help you as long as it's within my means."
Yu Qingliu was pleased with her feigned innocence. He acknowledged her and returned with the water. "Rest early tonight. Don't go out. It'll be noisy. If you can't sleep, put on earplugs." He said it lightly, but bloodthirst oozed from his tone.
Ji Ziyin was present at the time and knew what he was going to do tonight, so she sensibly said, "Alright, I'll take good care of myself."
Coincidentally, someone came in to report to Yu Qingliu about the arrangements.
