"Master!"
Mo Hua and the other two were startled.
Aunt Xue's expression also changed, she said hurriedly, "Mr. Zhuang..."
Mr. Zhuang shook his head, "I have taught you everything I should, this place is a land of disputes, you can no longer stay."
"But..."
Mr. Zhuang had a cold expression and a decisive look in his eyes.
This was the look of a mind made up.
Everyone knew that Mr. Zhuang was unfathomable, and he had his own judgment in his actions; there was nothing they could do to interfere.
Aunt Xue, feeling helpless, sighed and asked:
"Gentleman, when should I take them to leave?"
Mr. Zhuang had anticipated this, "Tomorrow, I'd say."
Aunt Xue bowed and agreed.
Mo Hua had eyes full of reluctance, she wanted to say more, but seeing Mr. Zhuang shake his head, he spoke softly:
"I'm a bit tired and would like to rest for a while. You and your senior brother and sister should start packing, and leave tomorrow."