After walking for more than two hours, Dezhong finally back to his home first, before making sure to follow the scent. With his body still weak, he decided to rest for some time before he'd continue following the scent.
As he got into his apartment, he saw his brother packing up his bags with his military uniform on. The older Prince brother had a face full of distress as he forced his belongings into a military baffle bag. As he saw Dezhong walked him, he relaxed his face a little and let out a heavy sigh.
"Hey, Dezhong," he greeted. "I've been called back for work. We have some unfinished business to handle, and I'm not sure when I'll be back. Maybe in four to five months, again."
"I thought you said they would give you time until dad recovered?" Dezhong asked, with his withered hands behind his back. "Are you that important that they can't proceed without you?"
