"Alright, it's getting late. You should all go back and rest. There are things to be done tomorrow too!"
"Okay!"
The fool replied.
Before leaving, seeing Duobao still somewhat dazed, he frowned slightly, calling out in displeasure, "Aren't you leaving?"
"..."
Duobao looked at Xie Zhinuan and then back at the fool.
Following the fool's steps out of the room, he left the courtyard alone, with the gate closing behind him, carrying a bit of heartlessness and finality.
"..."
Duobao stopped in his tracks and looked back.
The door was firmly shut, with footsteps coming from inside, neither light nor heavy, growing more distant until no longer audible.
For the first time, he felt so clearly that the fool's martial arts had far surpassed his own by a great amount.
He didn't know what had happened during his absence, but why had there been such a great change in just a few short months?
