The sky seemed to be rumbling with thunder, and dull booms kept coming from the distance.
This made Lian Hengshan quicken his pace.
Carrying a briefcase, he hurried toward his tent. Just as the entrance came into view, his vision blurred, and someone stopped him.
They were members of his squad.
"Hengshan, are you all right? Your complexion looks awful." Someone asked with concern.
"Let the Sky Fiend flash in front of you like that, and your complexion will look just as bad."
"Exactly. Hengshan, we were all sweating for you earlier today. If Captain Bai had been even a moment slower, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
"That Sky Fiend killed quite a few people on the battlefield today. Even one of Captain Luo Yan's Mech Masters died. I heard it was a horrible death—the recovery team couldn't even piece the body back together. What a pity."
The squad members chattered among themselves, their words filled with concern, but Lian Hengshan only felt a wave of impatience.
Suppressing his irritation, he said, "I'm fine. Sorry for the trouble. Please move aside."
"Good to hear. Since you're fine, let's go have a few drinks."
"Yeah, let's take this chance to celebrate. Surviving after running into a Sky Fiend—Hengshan, you'll be able to brag about this for quite a while."
"Come on, let's go drink."
A squad member who looked rather mature reached out to put an arm around Lian Hengshan's shoulder.
Lian Hengshan brushed his hand away and said grimly, "You go ahead. I'm tired and want to rest early."
The mature-looking squad member froze for a moment, displeasure flickering in his eyes, but he did not lose his temper. He nodded and said, "All right. Go get some rest."
Then he noticed the briefcase in Lian Hengshan's hand. "What's