Yun Hao glanced at Little Huzi, "What, you're not happy to see me?"
Little Huzi blinked several times, "No, I'm not."
"Have you practiced your boxing these last few days?" Yun Hao's expression was still very serious, completely unaware that his son had sold him out thoroughly at noon.
Little Huzi shook his head, honestly replying, "No."
"What did I tell you?"
Little Huzi glanced at Yun Hao, "Dad, I'm going to start now."
Little Huzi obediently began practicing his boxing in the courtyard.
Old Master Zhao shook his head with amusement; Little Huzi wasn't afraid of his girls or him, but he was afraid of Ahao. With just one stern look, Little Huzi would obediently listen.
"Ahao, when will you return to Kyoto?"
Yun Hao's gaze shifted towards Little Huzi, and seeing him start to practice boxing, only then did he reply to Old Master Zhao, "I have to return to the unit on the third day of the new year, but you can stay at home for a few more days."