A group of servants and guards all bowed and cupped their hands together. "We welcome the Old Family Head and Fifth Master safely home."
Their voices rang like thunder through the sky.
After speaking, all fell silent.
Only Bai Jing could be heard, her eyes misted with tears. "Will you leave again?"
Wentian walked before her, took her hand, and used his other hand to smooth the slightly disheveled frosted strands of her hair. "Rest assured. In the future, I will have a very long time to accompany you. At most, I will occasionally leave for a few days."
"How is it that you did not even comb your hair or dress yourself? The children and others will laugh when they see."
"Come. Let us go back. This husband will personally comb your hair and draw your brows."
Wentian led Bai Jing inside. Jianyi Mingwei said, "Today, the Old Family Head has returned. This is a joyous matter. Everyone shall receive half a month's wages as celebration."
"Many thanks, Family Head."
