But Su Huan felt he was overthinking it.
He's not someone who gets caught up in romance.
"Hmm, any other news?"
"Obsidian Industries suffered heavy losses and hopes to communicate with Donghuang again."
"Huh, let them get lost, whoever wants to communicate can go ahead, I'll sweep them away when I get there in a couple days, why should we care when Mao Bear doesn't even manage White Bear?"
Hu Shuo paused, "Mao Bear seems to be preoccupied lately."
"What's the situation?"
"There's a serious information blockade, Mao Bear refuses to reveal anything, and we have no other channels to obtain information."
"Could it be the White Eagle Federation has attacked? Tsk tsk..."
Su Huan cracked a joke, and both of them chuckled in agreement.
Wind Snow Zone, White Eagle Strait.
The two giant pines, like gates, remain buried in the snow, as the gale howls and strikes the trunks, sounding like a barrage of firecrackers.
