"No need, we already have someone to pick us up." Jiang Yang was meticulous and thoughtful; he had arranged everything for her.
"No way!" Lin Yizhong noticed his attempt at persuasion was useless, and his attitude grew firmer, "Taking you back is a military order, and I must fulfill it."
As Lin Yizhong turned hostile, the atmosphere became tense, like a drawn blade ready to strike.
Emil quietly clenched Nan Fei's clothing, hiding behind her without daring to stick his head out.
Xing Yu stood firmly at Nan Fei's side, refusing to yield even half a step.
Lin Yizhong was both enraged and amused. He turned to Xing Yu and said, "You! Aren't you coming over? Is this how you behave in front of your superior?"
"Sorry, Leader Lin, but my current mission is to ensure Jiang Nanfei's safety." Xing Yu refused him outright.
Lin Yizhong's temper exploded. He kicked a stone in front of him, sending it flying, and cursed, "This is what you call protection? This is how you protect her?"
