Chai Xinyan's face looked terrible, as white as paper, without her usual confident demeanor. At this moment, her head was slightly lowered, her face full of fatigue and weariness, and everything around her seemed to have lost interest in her.
Qin Xue stood by the door, her posture straight, observing the situation of the instructors around.
Along with them, there was also a car.
All full of instructors.
As soon as they got out, they headed straight towards the three of them.
Besides, Bu Yirong, who didn't participate in the operation, had long been waiting at the base. Seeing the car stop, he also strode towards them.
"How's the situation?" Bu Yirong asked Mu Cheng.
"Smooth."
Mu Cheng answered briefly.
Mo Shangjun suspiciously glanced at Bu Yirong.
Shouldn't the situation be immediately reported to the base? How could Bu Yirong, as the deputy team leader, not be aware?
Doubt flashed by.
But soon, Mo Shangjun realized—they were entirely talking about something else.
