He did plenty of things he was not proud of to survive before, but he did not have to answer to his mother during that time. It was strange to feel so nervous about this after ten years, but now that he was suddenly thrust in front of her now.
"Mother," he began. He made sure to smile before he said, "I will step out of the Manor. Though I have never done so before, there was never any rule saying I could not. If you will pardon me, I must get ready."
Li Meirong stared dumbly at her son. Her dark eyes, which matched his, blinked rapidly. At first, she was not sure she heard what he said correctly. Her son was docile and never spoke up or out of turn. In fact, this was the most words he had ever strung together in a conversation before! Li Zhengyu turned away once again and she weakly reached out, but her fingers brushed against the air as he left.
