Chapter 12: A Successful Entry
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"OW!" Han Yu cried out as another bump now adorned his head, this time from the back.
Front and back, his head was now symmetrical again—a feature highly sought after in exactly no martial arts manuals ever.
"Huh?" A voice of surprise rang out. "A kid?"
Han Yu looked up, still rubbing his aching skull, and met the gaze of a familiar figure.
"Guard Shen! On the morning shift today, I see." Han Yu said, forcing a sheepish smile.
Guard Shen narrowed his eyes, suspicion creeping across his face. "Han Yu? What are you doing here?" He glanced at the massive gate behind the boy. "Wait, you're outside? That means—" His eyes widened. "You were out all night?!"
"Ah... it's a bit complex." Han Yu chuckled nervously, knowing he was knee-deep in trouble.
His mind raced, searching for a plausible excuse. Just as he was about to blurt out something half-baked, a wave of pain from his forehead gave him inspiration.
Immediately, his expression transformed into one of pure sorrow. Tears welled up in his eyes, and his lips trembled as he latched onto the guard's leg like a drowning man clinging to driftwood.