"We bid you farewell, Lord Chen!"
"May you have a safe journey, My Lord!"
"..."
At the gates of the Five Peaks Mountain Residence, a large group of elite constables had gathered to see Chen Ping'an off.
"Mount up!"
With a wave of his hand, Chen Ping'an vaulted onto his horse.
"Yes, sir!"
Behind him, the constables all mounted their horses, their unified response echoing with imposing might.
Chen Ping'an pulled on his reins, surveyed the crowd, and declared, "Wait for my return! We ride!"
With that, he tugged the reins, and his horse shot forward. The riders behind him immediately followed.
"We send off the Lord! May your journey be smooth and successful!" a Standard-Bearer shouted.
"We send off the Lord! May your journey be smooth and successful!" the constables echoed in unison, their voices thundering before the residence gates.
Dressed in plain clothes, Chen Ping'an led his riders away, kicking up a cloud of dust. They soon vanished from sight.
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