Fusheng heard Metabu’s words and turned his head to look at Alvano beside him, his eyes filled with silent inquiry.
Alvano nodded slightly. In three months, he might have already whisked Fusheng away to Targe; by then, Metabu would have no business here anyway.
"Alright, you may go back," Fusheng said to Metabu once he saw Alvano’s nod of agreement.
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