"Senior Chen Han, why are you sitting out here alone?"
Lu Yu walked out of the warm room, bundled in heavy clothes. He exhaled a puff of white breath and, seeing Chen Han sitting alone on the stairs, could not help asking.
After Anta County had been seized by the Egyptian Ennead and then returned by Zhou Ping, a new squad building had originally been planned for Team 332. But Chen Han had not wanted to leave this low building and had refused. Still, the heating supply had all been restored, and it was no longer unbearably cold as before.
The shadowy look in Chen Han's eyes faded. He flicked off some ash. "I'm waiting for a document."
"A document? What document?"
Chen Han fell silent for a moment. "Lu Yu, I might... be leaving this place."
Lu Yu froze. A trace of complicated emotion flashed through his eyes, but he still smiled. "Senior Chen Han, you should have left this place long ago."
Chen Han looked at him in surprise.
"Ever since you came back from the mist, I've clearly felt that your temperament has changed, Senior Chen Han." Lu Yu looked into Chen Han's eyes.
"Although I can't sense your exact realm, I can be certain that over these past two years, your realm has reached a terrifying level beyond my comprehension...
Senior Chen Han, if you keep staying in this tiny Anta County, it would be such a waste. You should be doing more important things."
Chen Han looked silently at Lu Yu. After a long while, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Wearing his military coat, he walked down the stairs and flicked Lu Yu on the forehead. Lu Yu immediately covered his head and staggered back two steps.
"Senior Chen Han! Why