In the afternoon, Zhou Shuren left the Ministry of Revenue and saw Wu Ming standing in front of the Ministry's entrance. Zhou Shuren's tone was full of joy, "You little rascal, coming to the capital without sending word ahead! I've been counting the days until your arrival, thinking these past few days you'd be here. And here you are, without even a peep, making me worry about you."
It had been quite a few years since Wu Ming had seen his godfather. His godfather had aged quite a bit, but he was still a spirited old man. Wu Ming stepped forward to support him, "I wanted to surprise you."
Zhou Shuren was indeed surprised. Wu Ming had changed a lot, the rawness had left his face, and through the years of hard work, Wu Ming had matured and become steady. Zhou Shuren patted Wu Ming's shoulder, "Good lad, you haven't let me down."
Receiving praise from his godfather made Wu Ming happier than when he received the imperial edict, "Godfather has also changed a lot."