The wind rustled through the ancient trees surrounding the Zhi Clan residence, carrying the scent of pine and the whispers of a thousand secrets. Inside, the air felt heavy with anticipation. Zhi Sao, the head of the family, sat in his study, his brow furrowed in worry. He had just received news that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.
“Master, first Young master is back,” a voice announced, breaking the silence.
Zhi Sao's eyes widened. "How could he come back so quickly?" he asked, his voice filled with astonishment. "Does he look different? I mean, injured or disabled?"
"Absolutely not, sir," answered the messenger, a man named Dong. "The only apparent difference… he was very brave. Even hitting Xiao Lui, a member of the Xiao Clan."
Zhi Sao's eyebrows rose. "I don't know
