Under the moonlight, Nathan Wei and Sun Cang finally returned to Xiaotang Village, their dilapidated home.
Before the Liu family member who was guarding the door could react, Sun Cang slashed him on the neck with a knife. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.
"Senior Brother Sun, please sit down!" In the dim little room illuminated by an oil lamp, Nathan Wei's shadow walked back and forth, boiling water and making local tea.
"Junior Brother Wei, there's no need to be so polite." Sun Cang sat on the bed, drinking hot local tea leaves and smiling heartily.
"Before I joined the martial arts school, my home was even poorer than yours. It makes me miss the old days."
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