Zhongzhen Wukui sent someone over with the pardon order the next afternoon. This was a turning point in Xia Changhe’s life, allowing him to step out of darkness and into the bright, outside world. 

An old van stopped in front of the office building. The driver was someone from Bailu Town. Xia Changhe sat on the tattered sofa backseat, and next to him were two dirty bags filled with clothing and bedding. He had all these prepared to build a “returning vagabond” image. 

Not many knew of Xia Changhe’s true identity, but many knew that Xia Lei’s father had been missing for many years. Some pretences still had to be made though it looked very fake. 

Xia Xur dashed forward before the door to the van opened. However, she stopped in her tracks after running a few steps, not daring to go closer. She was afraid that this was all a dream, and that she would wake up if she drew close. 

Xia Lei walked up to her. “Go on. He wants to see you the most.” 

Xia Xue then walked to the van. 

The door of the van opened just then, and Xia Changhe stepped out with the two...