Kang Chen nodded and went upstairs.
After he left, the old man rubbed his waist and said to the butler, "Help me to my room to rest..."
The butler quickly supported him: "Are you not feeling well?"
The old man sighed: "It's just old problems, nothing serious. When you get old, you become useless. All sorts of problems start creeping up. It's impossible not to feel old."
The butler replied, "How could that be? You're the same as when I first met you, haven't aged at all."
The old man laughed, "You're becoming smooth, learning how to flatter..."
"I'm not, everything I've said is true." The butler slowly helped the old man walk.
The old man slowly walked, "Ah... it is aging indeed. In my youth, when your father, Ming Mei's father, and I would march all night on foot, we could cover dozens of miles without getting out of breath. It's not the same now. I even pant just from climbing the stairs, and my back aches..."
