"Tianxing, this isn't your first time as an instructor. When maintaining this relationship with trainees, can you assure you're not showing favoritism?"
Ya Tianxing glanced at him and pulled out the resume from his hands.
His gaze fell on Mo Shangjun's tiny photo.
Solemn and serious expressions are hard to see on Mo Shangjun's face, yet she still appears vibrant and confident.
The grip on the paper tightened slightly, causing the paper to sway, along with the tiny photo.
Ya Tianxing smirked and said, "Maybe."
Gong Xin suspiciously stared at him.
Ya Tianxing was a soldier he had trained, and from the time Ya Tianxing joined GS9, Gong Xin witnessed his growth: his swift and decisive actions and smooth promotions.
Naturally, he understood Ya Tianxing well.
But when Ya Tianxing admitted it openly, Gong Xin found it hard to believe.
"As long as you're aware," Gong Xin said.
A soldier he had personally groomed, naturally, he felt assured.
