"Master!"
Mo Hua and the other two were startled.
Aunt Xue's expression also changed, and she quickly said, "Mr. Zhuang,"
Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "What I needed to teach, I've already taught. This place is a land of trouble, you cannot stay here any longer."
"But..."
Mr. Zhuang's expression was indifferent, his gaze resolute.
This was clearly the look of someone who had made up his mind.
Everyone knew that Mr. Zhuang was enigmatic and profound, his conduct always guided by his own judgment. There was no way for them to interfere.
Aunt Xue sighed helplessly and said,
"Sir, when should I take them to leave?"
Mr. Zhuang had already anticipated this, "Tomorrow."
Aunt Xue bowed and accepted his decision.
Mo Hua's eyes were full of reluctance; he wanted to say something but saw Mr. Zhuang shake his head. In a gentle tone, he said,
"I'm a little tired and wish to rest for a while. Go back with your senior brother and sister to pack your things; you'll leave tomorrow."