Mu Qinghe's ribs had healed enough, three weeks after the beating, that he walked without the careful, guarded stiffness he'd carried through the first days of recovery. The swelling around his eye had faded to a yellowing shadow, barely visible unless a man knew to look for it. He still favored his left side slightly when he moved, a habit Li Fan suspected would linger longer than the injury itself had any right to.
Li Fan was midway through a formation commission for the guild, spirit-stone dust still clinging to his sleeves, when Mu Qinghe and Luo Yulan appeared together at his gate — an unusual enough occurrence, the two of them arriving jointly rather than one calling over the shared wall, that he set his work aside immediately and invited them in.
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