Xiang Yu nodded, a polite smile rising to his lips, and returned to his work. However, Da Hei continued to stand there, fidgeting slightly, looking almost nervous.
"Is there anything else?" Xiang Yu asked, glancing over his shoulder.
At that, Da Hei's cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, and he stumbled over his words. "Uh, no, nothing," he stammered. "I just wanted to check on you—"
He quickly turned away, heading off but glancing back as he went. Xiang Yu shook his head and resumed his chores.
However, when he went to fetch more manure, he found the pile completely gone. Confused, he turned back toward the greenhouse when he spotted Da Hei standing behind him again.
"I did it for you," Da Hei said, his voice low and earnest. "You must still be unwell."
Xiang Yu studied him, brow furrowed in perplexity. The way Da Hei spoke felt almost foreign to him. It was rare for someone to help him when most others in the city wanted nothing more than to harm him.
