112 I Can't Waste My Father's Talent

Su Wen did not expect Ji Yuchen to be so vicious to himself.

He waited at the entrance for an entire night. The next morning, he was still standing by the entrance.

However, at this moment, the old fellow's face was already pale.

He was already tottering unsteadily.

Su Wen came out of his house and turned to look at Zhao Jin. "He didn't pee here last night?"

Zhao Jin came over and said in a low voice, "No, he brought my own chamber pot. The servant went to pour it from afar."

Su Wen gave the old man a smile and gave him a thumbs up. "Not bad! Keep it up!"

Ji Yuchen hurried forward and said with a trembling voice, "Lord… Lord Su, it's my fault! I've wronged you! Don't be angry. As long as you answer the questions in my heart, this Old Ji can atone for my sins in any way you wish!"

Looking at the trembling Ji Yuchen, Su Wen sighed.

"Get in!"