"It's no problem if you want to see your sister!" He Feng put on a sly grin and spoke in a cheerful, relaxed tone. "This war will last a long time. She should want to come see Chu Han now. How about this? Stay here for the night. First thing tomorrow morning, I'll send someone to bring your little sister over. Then you two siblings can meet, and it won't expose the fact that you're currently in Anluo City."
Shang Hanqing froze, then repeatedly refused. "That's precisely the problem. The helicopter delivering supplies has to return after unloading. I can't..."
"Major Shang Hanqing." He Feng cut him off. At the same time, he stood and put on his cap, his eyes beneath the brim sharp and piercing. "You'd better think this through. You've seen the situation in Shangjing. If you leave today, the next time you see your little sister, maybe her child will already be old enough to run errands. Or perhaps..."
He Feng paused there, and a sinister chill suddenly seeped into his voice.
Those words immediately stunned Shang Hanqing. Then came a long silence, followed by a soft sigh.
He Feng was absolutely right. If anyone else wanted to travel in and out of Shangjing Base, then make a detour to Wolf Fang Base in Anluo City, it would merely be difficult because of the distance. Everything else would be simple.
But for Shang Hanqing, everything was different. He was one of the few people at Shangjing Base for whom leaving Shangjing was extraordinarily difficult.
At the same time, the most important factor was his own identity. Though he held the rank of major, that was merely a nominal military post. His true identity—and the issue he was currently facing—lay in Shangjing Base's unknown research department.
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