Old Master Li watched Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun's frantic acting without revealing anything. His wrinkled and liver-spotted face broke into a smile as he said with a frail voice, "Hehe, you've arrived. Come in. Why stand at the door?"
Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun answered in unison and entered with forced smiles.
Approaching Old Master Li, Li Zhaojun let go of Ye Fan's hand and took a step forward, kneeling in front of Old Master Li. She took his withered hands into her own pale, delicate ones and asked, "Grandpa, how are you feeling now?"
"Hehe, same as usual. Don't worry too much about me," Old Master Li said as he looked down at Li Zhaojun with eyes filled with affection, pity, and benevolence.
Then, he instructed, "Help Grandpa sit up."
Ye Fan immediately stepped forward, helping Li Zhaojun lift him to a seated position while also raising the back of the wicker chair to make it easier for Old Master Li to lean on and exert some force.