Chang'an.
North City.
Li Nuo and Zhao Wu had arrived at a dilapidated residence, and just as Zhao Wu pushed the door open, over a dozen figures dashed out from the rooms inside.
They were children, the eldest being around eleven or twelve and the youngest appearing to be only four or five years old.
Upon seeing Zhao Wu, the children immediately surrounded him.
"Brother Wu!"
"Brother Wu, you're back!"
"Brother Wu, who is this big brother?"
...
Zhao Wu looked at the children and gently patted the head of the oldest boy a few times, handing him a bag of coins, and said, "Hong, Brother Wu has some matters and will need to leave Chang'an for some days. You're the oldest, so I'm leaving these brothers and sisters in your care. Spend this silver sparingly..."
Brother Wu was usually very busy, and the boy didn't think much about it, only asking, "Brother Wu, where are you going?"