Zhao Yi got up from the ground and was helped by Old Tian into the house to change his clothes.
"Young master, this watch?"
"If you like it, I'll give it to you."
"Thank you, young master."
"You're hurt too."
"Young master, it's not a big deal for me, just a minor injury."
"Don't be so impulsive next time. If I'm not dead and come out to find you dead, wouldn't that be boring? I'm still counting on you to continue serving me."
"Young master, your illness is healed and you've grown up, where would you need me to serve you?"
"Won't I have children in the future?"
"That should be up to master and madam..."
Zhao Yi's gaze turned slightly cold, "They don't have your good fortune, won't live longer than you."
Walking to the dam, Zhao Yi saw Li Zhiyuan and the girl still squatting there, so he told Old Tian, "It's already dark, go and help light a lamp."
"Young master, no need for a lamp..."
