Shrunk Down, I Pick Up an Old Man, and a Maid Brings Me Clothes at Night

Liu Xuan woke to find himself looking twelve or thirteen, his pants around his ankles. An old man knelt by the dirt road, weeping bitterly, while a boy lay nearby. Liu Xuan took out his phone and checked his reflection. A youthful face stared back from the screen. That night, a maid climbed through the window. “Young master, the old steward was scared to death. Let me help you change.” She crouched down to pull up his pants.

# Chapter 1