Ji Yuan tightly grasped the teacup in his hand, looking lost and without a clue.
Wang Jin turned again to look at Ji Yuan, hearing no response: "Why don't you say something?"
"I..." Ji Yuan came to his senses as if from a dream, but accidentally knocked over the teacup in his hand, spilling tea down his robe. He hurriedly brushed the water off aimlessly.
Wang Jin looked at Ji Yuan's useless demeanor and became angry: "Look at you, you have some presence in front of others, but in private, you're still like this. I don't even know how you managed to earn military merits in the army?"
Ji Yuan bowed and said, "Second brother's criticism is right. Shouldn't we send a message to uncle and let him handle it then?"
After asking for half the day, it was all in vain. Despite father thinking Ji Yuan could help in a crucial moment, Wang Jin waved his hand: "You can leave now, I'll call you if there's something."
Ji Yuan said no more, and indeed stood up and walked out.
