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Chen Guang exited the latrine without changing expression and found his father waiting in the back kitchen. He whispered urgently, "Dad, we need to leave here immediately and go to the Guardian Martial Department."
His voice was low, carrying an undeniable firmness.
Chen's father heard him and was puzzled, "What's the matter?"
"Don't ask. Just go."
Old Chen knew his son's personality well; he wasn't one to fabricate stories out of nothing. So, he didn't ask more questions, his face calming as he picked up a pole and silently followed in Chen Guang's footsteps.
Old Chen had been here before; the gatekeepers in the yard were familiar with him, so they just glanced at the father and son and paid no further attention.
With a blank expression, Chen Guang led Old Chen out of the courtyard unhurriedly, quickly heading toward the ridge.
The silhouette of the father and son gradually faded until it completely vanished.
