Departure and Farewell

It was already late, and the last rays of the setting sun were swallowed by the manor's thick mountain walls.

After leaving the head butler's office, Killua, Gon, and the others went straight through to the servants' quarters and arrived in front of the wooden cabin where they had lived for nearly a month.

The cabin door creaked open, and Xi Kuan came out with his beloved hunting rifle, preparing to patrol the forest.

As soon as he stepped outside, he saw Killua and hurriedly stood at attention before bowing slightly. "Young Master Killua."

"Xi Kuan, we're leaving," Killua said calmly.

Xi Kuan paused, then looked at the people standing behind him, his gaze settling on Gon.

"Thank you, Mr. Xi Kuan." Gon spoke up and gave a very solemn bow.

Ryan stepped forward and said to Xi Kuan, "Uncle Xi Kuan, could you give me the five-hundred-unit weighted training outfit I've been wearing?"

Xi Kuan froze, then broke into a grin. "That thing belongs to the Zoldyck Family, kid. It's not mine personally. Young Master Killua is right here." He gave Ryan a meaningful look.

"Killua, can you let Uncle Xi Kuan give me a set?" Ryan smiled slightly. "I plan to take it home and use it for a long time."

"Oh, Xi Kuan, go get Ryan a set," Killua said indifferently with a smile, having understood what was going on.

"Yes, young master." Xi Kuan swiftly opened the storage-room door and dug out a set of gleaming black-metal weights, divided into several parts, including shoulder and back weights, wrist rings, and leg rings.

Ryan took them and said, "Thank you."

Ryan put them on without hesitation. His body sank slightly, but his expression remained unchanged. He took two steps. His feet felt heavy but steady; he had