Guan Shan returned from feeding Jifeng, Dahuang, and the others in the backyard just as Ji Huan finished scrubbing the pot.
She told him to go back to his room and get some more sleep, but he refused.
Ji Huan truly felt the man was made of iron. No matter how long he stayed up or how tired he was, it seemed a moment's rest was all he needed to recover his energy.
Guan Shan said he was used to it.
Ji Huan understood. He was used to sleeping with one eye open, always on alert. Even though it was no longer necessary, old habits died hard. It truly took time for a man fresh off the battlefield to adjust to a normal life.
Since Guan Shan wasn't going back to sleep, and the naughty boy wasn't in any hurry to leave, they had to find something to do.
Dealing with the foxes and minks was the top priority.
