Late that night, a shadow knocked on the gate of the Shen Family.
When Shen Wenxing opened the courtyard gate upon hearing the commotion, he saw his father, who had been away for half a month, finally return!
Shen Yuan had a huge cloth bag slung over his back, bulging with glimpses of swords, spears, and halberds peeking out; his hair was somewhat disheveled, his clothes tattered, and his entire body covered in bloodstains!
"Ah Die!"
Shen Wenxing hurriedly took the bag, supporting Shen Yuan to sit down in the yard.
"I'll get you a cup of water."
Seeing his father's exhausted face and cracked lips, Shen Wenxing spoke tenderly.
"Don't rush, come with me for a trip first."
After putting the items down, Shen Yuan pulled out a long sword and a spear from the bag, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.
Shen Wenxing was slightly taken aback and whispered, "Ah Die, what's happened?"
Shen Yuan thrust the spear into his hand and said in a deep voice, "I went to get something."
