"Peace!"
Everyone shouted in unison.
They glanced at each other, and in everyone's eyes, there were the sincere words 'Take care'.
Quietly, they went their separate ways to take turns on duty.
Fang Che turned around with a grim face and entered his office, gently closing the door.
In this private space, he looked up and sighed softly.
All is well.
He said quietly to himself.
Knock, knock, knock.
The door was gently knocked on.
The person hesitantly knocked once, then tapped lightly the second and third time.
"Come in!"
The door opened.
Tang Zheng walked in, looking uneasy: "Hello, Deputy Hall Master Fang."
"Tang Zheng, huh."
Fang Che composed himself and smiled: "Have a seat, we're old partners now, why so formal? Sit down. Just call me Mr. Fang like before, no need for the deputy hall master title."
"...Mr. Fang."
