In the afternoon, Cui Fu, with eight guards, bid farewell and departed from the Chen family.
Before leaving, he carried down a lot of gifts from the carriage, saying they were presented by the patriarch.
Chen Xu naturally wanted to refuse, but Cui Fu simply put on a pitiful face and said, "I beg Master Chen to have mercy on me.
I made a huge mistake not escorting you to the Prefecture City. If I fail to deliver these gifts, I might as well not return tomorrow.
I would be better off finding a hole on the road to bury myself. Maybe a flower could grow on the grave soon enough.
If I can win Master Chen's favor, I could die in peace."
After speaking, under the shocked stares of Fang Taiye and the others, he swiftly leaped onto the carriage.
The coachman cracked the whip, and the shiny black horse lifted its four hooves, kicking up dust, galloping away at full speed.
The eight guards followed behind in swift strides, each step covering a long distance.
