"Uncle-Nephew Time" 

Zhao Yang was currently at the off-limit second floor designed exclusively for Zhao Yun. He had been preparing this place in case of Zhao Yun living here, and now the day had come. 

The young man sat down at the edge of Zhao Yun's floating bed while occasionally rubbing the boy's head if he approached him. 

The moment truly looked peaceful for him. But Tianjin's voice actually ruined the atmosphere for a bit. 

[So, will you say she passes the cleaning test, master?] Tianjin asked for the second time as she waited at the living room. 

[...let her pass after she cleans Jia Biyu's room. If she didn't do anything suspicious, she would pass the test.] Zhao Yang spoke as he looked at Zhao Yun, who was still rolling on his new bed. 

[Keep an eye on that girl. I'm off.] Zhao Yang cut off the telepathy and patted the bed.