Chapter 25: Departure
Night gradually deepened.
The River Office patrol guards called out their farewells as they dispersed, some returning home, others arranging to drink flower wine together.
Chen Qing walked toward home, the early autumn evening breeze carrying traces of coolness.
When he reached Mute Bay, he saw fishermen gathered in twos and threes at Aunt Cuihua's door, shaking their heads and sighing, their faces clouded with worry.
Chen Qing stepped forward, "Uncle Dachun, what's happened?"
Uncle Dachun let out a heavy sigh, "Old Liu's family went to the Dawn Market early to sell pickled fish. On the way back, they were attacked. Not only was their fish money robbed, but his leg was brutally broken. He still hasn't woken up."
"There have been too many thugs attacking people lately, you be careful too!"
This outer city hid who knows how many greedy eyes.
Among them were thief gangs and many desperate criminals.