Lěng Yè stepped into the courtyard, the surrounding clamor seemingly unchanged by his arrival. People went about their business until a little boy, chasing after something in a game, suddenly crashed straight into his arms.
"Master Lěng, shall I deal with him?" Wang Taixing asked vigilantly, his gaze sweeping the surroundings, ready to handle any potential threat at a moment's notice.
"No need, he's just a child," Lěng Yè replied softly, helping the little boy up and dusting the dirt from his clothes.
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