'Well, that was a lovely lunch out,' Zhen Liu thought to himself as he returned to the Zhen Clan estate. 'I wonder what happened while I was-'
"Xiao Liu, there you are, we need your assistance."
"Ey yo, what?"
As a reminder, Zhen Liu was currently being pushed around in a wheelchair that was being pushed by one of his zakos.
With this context in mind, the moment Zhen Liu had returned home, Zhen Yue had approached him by his side and proceeded to smoothly take control of his wheelchair from the zako.
It was impressive, but also mildly annoying.
Namely due to Zhen Liu not wanting to do stuff today.
"Would it be possible for me to reject helping today on the sheer basis of not wanting to?"
"Nope."
"Why?"
"Because we need your innate sense for Zhen Feng's sake."
"Innate sense?"
"Remember when we were picking out treasures from the main clan's vault and you helped determine which ones fit everyone the best?"
