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"What choice?" Lin Cang walked over, concern written all over his face as he asked, his heart's faint spark of hope expanding, yet he dared not be certain.
As a middle-aged man who supported his family by working as a trainer at Longxing Martial Arts Hall, choosing to stay was actually a tremendous risk and it brought colossal pressure upon him.
The atmosphere at home had noticeably soured these past few days.
His wife, although on the surface wholeheartedly supporting his decision, Lin Cang had caught her wiping away tears in secret more than once, but she never revealed her grievances.
This made Lin Cang's heart ache as if it were being cut by a knife.
Their child also became sensible, no longer clamoring for snacks and toys like before.
Lin Cang felt distressed seeing this, and it made his heart heavy.
But he would not leave.
The reason he had chosen to stay,
firstly, was because the hall master Lei Xiuyan had shown him kindness, which he was reluctant to disregard.