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Xia Chen nodded with a wry smile. “Back then, that family really resorted to using knives and sticks.

“I heard the county and school specifically requested this tour. It’s unexpected that such an incident occurred.

“At first, the family seemed timid when hosting the foreign guests, displaying a mix of curiosity and caution,” Xia Chen recounted, a hint of helplessness in his voice. “I never imagined someone would dare to touch the clay statue representing their ancestors.”

“My heart raced! The family member chased the offender, intent on striking him.”

“And then what happened?” Xia Feng asked, his excitement palpable.

“Seeing the foreigner about to be attacked, I intervened to calm the family,” Xia Chen continued.

“At that moment, fear was the last thing on my mind. I just thought that if the foreigner was harmed, it could escalate quickly.

“Thankfully, the family, though angry, was still approachable.

“And the clay statue remained unscathed.

“The foreigner was terrified, cowering behind me, too scared to utter a word. “The rest of the delegation was equally stunned, keeping their distance rather than intervening!

“Eventually, the foreigner complied with the family’s demand to bow thrice before the clay statue, which seemed to appease them.”

Xia Chen’s smile was tinged with bitterness. “The delegation’s leader stepped forward, expressing gratitude and inviting me to consult for them in the coming days.”

Xia Wan and Xia Feng’s eyes widened in shock. “That’s fantastic!”

Xia Hai and Yan Han remained silent, their smiles reflecting their happiness.

“Is that why the visiting group and the school value you so much?” Xia Feng asked eagerly.

“The principal has asked me to accompany the delegation for a week. I must represent our school well,” Xia Chen said, excitement mingled with apprehension.

“You’ll do great, brother!” Xia Wan encouraged.

Xia Chen’s smile seemed strained.

“Are you the sole guide?” Xia Wan inquired, puzzled. Xia Chen shook his head. “A few other teachers will join us.”

“This assignment initially didn’t involve students…”

Xia Wan quickly grasped his implication.

“Don’t fret! The teachers will support you. Besides, the delegation requested your presence!” Xia Wan reassured him.

“Exactly! Brother, make our ancestors proud!” Xia Feng’s eyes sparkled. “Enough!” Xia Hai scolded, playfully hitting Xia Feng’s head.

Xia Feng just grinned, rubbing his head.

“Will missing school affect your studies?” Yan Han asked, concerned. Xia Chen reassured his mother earnestly, “My studies won’t suffer.”

“Mom, don’t worry! Brother always excels academically. This won’t hinder him,” Xia Wan added, smiling at Yan Han. “Plus, this experience will enhance my resume.

“It might even boost his university prospects!”

Yan Han, unfamiliar with college admissions, felt relieved at Xia Wan’s words. She nodded gently. “Just take care of yourself and don’t overdo it.”

“About today’s incident…” Yan Han hesitated. “Your safety is paramount.” Xia Wan felt a surge of warmth towards her mother.

While they were all excitedly celebrating the great opportunity Xia Chen gained from this incident, Yan Han was genuinely worried about Xia Chen’s safety.

Indeed, amidst a group of people who were shouting and fighting over their ancestral clay statue, wielding sticks and knives, Xia Chen could easily get hurt in an unforeseen moment.

Yet, no one seemed to notice this point!

Xia Chen, perceiving Yan Han’s worry, reassured her. “Mom, I won’t be reckless again.”

“I trust you,” Yan Han said softly, patting his arm. “But I know you’d still risk yourself to help others..”