Facing his subordinate's cold gaze, Major General Yang sat down and opened the thermos beside the table. He took a sip of warm water to calm himself down. Then, he said calmly, "I wanted Little Ye to spend her winter vacation at home this year too, but she's needed on a mission."
"What mission?" Xia Jinyuan frowned. His handsome face darkened. He had never made any requests to the military. This time, he just hoped that his little fox could accompany Old Master Fu during her last winter vacation before joining the Xueyu unit.
Before he left, Major General Yang nodded and agreed. In the end, he said that the little fox went on a mission.
His hoarse voice was like thick ice cutting across the ground, bringing with it waves of chill. "What mission does she need to do? Our team's mission?"
"This is a secret. You don't have the right to know. Also, Little Ye isn't an official member of the Xueyu unit. You don't have the right to know where she went.
