"Yue, are you done," his father walked into the room wiping at his eyes.
"Dad, the bed is done. You can sleep now. I will take care of other things as well just get some rest." Zou Yue stood up and pulled his dad towards the bed.
His dad paused midway, glancing at the black box. "Wait, a bit." he tottered over to it and picked it up with difficulty. "Here yours,"
"Mine? What is it?" Zou Yue curiously glanced up at his dad but his father refused to give him any hints. "Surprise, huh? I like it,"
The wooden box was well made, with a golden latch to its side. He snapped it opened and glanced inside. It was lined with foam and a long stick shaped thing wrapped in silk cloth was neatly nestled in between the foam beads. He gently lifted it up.
"Open it," his father urged him. Even Bohai was curious about what it was.
