But... Chen Jing couldn't shake the feeling that something was off, as if she had overlooked something. It wasn't just her thinking this way; many in the team felt the same. In fact, before the Tyrant's people arrived, there had already been minor tensions within their ranks.
At the time, a few women who enjoyed antagonizing Ding Jiaqi were arguing with her. It seemed the argument stemmed from this conflict—despite Jiaqi not saying anything, those women kept accusing her of constantly acting like a self-righteous savior.
"Heh!" Huo Beijiang sneered coldly, "She really hasn't changed. Still hell-bent on seeking her own death!"
The remark carried not a shred of emotion, and the surrounding crowd felt their hearts sink like stones.
Lei Hao instinctively clenched his fists. "The person she's talking about—is it Ding Jiaqi from the medical team? Our rescue target this time?"
