"...Thank you, Aoko!" Artoria sincerely thanked Aoko. "I'm really sorry for making everyone indulge me this once!"
"Ah, we've known each other for many years, haven't we?" Aoko patted Artoria on the shoulder. "Saying something like that even now is far too formal. No wonder Tristan said back then that you didn't understand people's hearts. Hehehe."
"Exactly, exactly. Rather, if His Majesty the King of Knights didn't do this, then—"
Han Yu did not know where this place was, but he knew there should not be much danger here.
They did not care whether Yang Hao would kneel on a keyboard or instant noodles after the match. What mattered was dealing with the present first. Of course, if news came after the match that Yang Hao had knelt on a keyboard, that would be even better.
Ren Fei paced around the room and thought for a while. Liu Shengrui and the other two also considered things from different angles for quite some time, but still came up with no good ideas. The room immediately fell silent. No one dared make even the slightest sound, afraid of interrupting the company commander's thoughts. Ren Fei suddenly stopped and took out twenty yuan, handing it to Ma Hongxi.
Only then did Pan Puhe accept the money. Embarrassed, he said, "Company Commander, isn't it enough if I accept it? I guarantee I'll complete the mission!" He also knew that the company commander understood his family's circumstances and was giving him a subsidy. With this ten-yuan monthly allowance, he had even less reason to do those degrading things to curry favor with the Japanese devils.
By the time Huangfu Song arrived at Sanfu, Wang Guo had already surrounded Chencang. Dong Zhuo advocated an immediate rescue, but Huangfu Song did not agree.
"Thank you, Chairman." The