Chiwaco felt a tinge of envy. It didn't matter that the house looked nice; the key point was that it was sturdy and spacious. If he had such a large house, he could have everyone live together, support each other, and feel much more at ease. He hurried on his way and finally arrived at a rather large thatched hut. He bid farewell to the two militiamen with a smile, with only Wei Zi following sullenly.
This was a new house in the Capital City, acquired with the help of the Warrior Captain, and it was the home that Chiwaco cherished and protected. The inside of the hut was pitch black. The seasoned militiaman softly called out twice before he heard some noise in a corner. Then, moving closer and holding up a torch, he found his daughter huddled in that corner.
"Luwei," he called, "why didn't you respond when Daddy called you?"