As he spoke, he went to brew the tea himself.
He had picked up this habit from his older brother back at the Cheng Family Manor.
Cheng Zongyang didn't refuse. It was a rare moment of leisure. Once the remaining matters were settled, he would have to enter seclusion again to reach the Nascent Soul realm as quickly as possible.
"I have a lot on my plate, but it's different."
Cheng Zongyang felt a sense of peace as he watched his younger brother brew the tea. He said,
"With you all managing the affairs of the Realm of Ten Thousand Races, I can relax a bit. I'll have to go back into seclusion again soon. By the way, how is everyone at home? I haven't been back in a long time. Has Mom been mentioning me?"
While brewing the tea, Cheng Zongliang smiled. "Everyone's fine. With Elixirs to keep them healthy, Dad, Mom, our uncles, and Grandpa are all doing great. And yes, she mentions you.
