Fan Xui rushed back to their neighborhood. Right at Yue's door, he paused a bit. Yue's family home was very small and had only two bedrooms. If the two wounded girls were resting in each room, Yue would not have space.
"I'll take him to my place," he informed the soldiers who were standing guard out the door.
One of them stood in his way. "Why? His home is here. He can rest here."
"Move, just inform Yue's dad he will understand," Fan Xui walked away to his house. his place did not have many amenities but had a lot of space.
His house was built to accommodate at least five people. There were two bedrooms on the ground floor and there was also one bedroom and storage room in the basement.
'Shit. Would Yue feel cold here?..'
The basic amenities like water taps and plumbing was already finished but the furniture and other electrical appliances were yet to be fixed.
Before that, he went into a coma.
