"Qingyun, you're back. It's good that you're back..."
"I'm fine, just a little sick. I'll be better in a few days."
Seeing Chu Qingyun, Chu Xuan's pale face flushed slightly with excitement.
However, he wouldn't admit he had been beaten, insisting he had just fallen ill.
Chu Qingyun didn't believe a word of it. The house had been wrecked, and combined with what Chu Lie and the other three had said outside the village, he was certain something terrible had happened at home!
"Xuan, I've brought today's medicine. I'll brew it for you in a bit..."
Another familiar voice came from outside the door, and soon, Chu Qingyun's mother, Liu Lanfang, walked in.
Upon seeing Chu Qingyun, she was so startled that her hand trembled, and she dropped the wrapped medicine on the ground.
"Mother, who did all this to our home? Who injured Father?"
Chu Qingyun stood up and asked Liu Lanfang.
Liu Lanfang stammered, looking at Chu Qingyun, then back at Chu Xuan, not wanting to tell him.
