"I'm Zhong! Yum Zhong!"
Su Chen didn't react.
"Master Su, on the first day of the second month, Lord Xu took me to the Library Pavilion. I was new to the Imperial Palace back then, and I was the one who brought you your meals…"
And then, Su Chen remembered.
Indeed, there had been such a Little Black-robed Eunuch.
He was clumsy.
"Everyone says you died on the Night of Celestial Change, that you fell to Long Xuanjun's sword during the Battle of Liang's Destruction…"
"I never thought you'd still be alive…"
When Yum Zhong snapped out of it, he was overcome with emotion, tears streaming down his face. He flicked his robes aside, preparing to kneel before Su Chen in front of everyone and pay his respects, just as he had in the Library Pavilion all those years ago.
Su Chen stopped him.
"So it was you."
"You've aged quite a bit."
Su Chen recognized him. 'So it was him, no wonder he looked familiar. His name is Yum Zhong?' He was learning it for the first time.
