"Yes, Young Master."
The two nodded, and Luo Xiao didn't say more. The car sped away with a swish.
He drove fast, reaching his destination in less than twenty minutes.
Luo Xiao didn't enter through the front door but went around to the back, parking the car at the door.
He pushed open the door and got out of the car.
Everything here was still familiar. He had lived here for more than twenty years and remembered every grass and tree.
Luo Xiao slowed his steps. There weren't many people living in the community, most were elderly, and they were already asleep. His gaze swept left and right, settling on the swing in the nearby lawn.
Luo Xiao's lips curled up. He walked over, and the swing creaked with the evening breeze. This swing had been here since he was young, already rusted, rough to the touch. He sat on it, and the entire swing set shook.
