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Wei Jun waved a hand. "No need to rush. The good ones last a lifetime; it's worth waiting for."
Liu De smiled, a touch of relief in his voice.
"Th–That's true. Wei Jun's bow's been with him since before we got married."
Han Yan glanced at it, noting the polished wood and the careful repairs along the limbs.
"Really. It shows," he murmured.
Wei Jun chuckled quietly.
"Then I'll make sure Old Guo sets one aside for you later."
Han Yan stood and adjusted the bamboo basket in his hand.
"Thank you, Wei Jun. I'll definitely return these in the afternoon."
Wei Jun nodded, his expression thoughtful, as if weighing his words before speaking.
"You should be careful out there. Yesterday, I spotted some tracks I didn't recognize larger than anything I've seen before and it's definitely not the kind that should be seen anywhere near the village mountain."
He paused, frowning slightly. "I'll inform the village chief to gather a few men later to check the area, just in case."
