Just as Feng Qing'er had said, they had somehow gained an entire year simply by waking up after a nap.
They could never have imagined what they had gone through, much less accept some of the facts that had already happened and could not be changed.
For example, they would never have imagined that they had actually survived, while all their other companions had met with misfortune.
For example, they found it difficult to accept that the team they had belonged to had been destroyed, leaving only the three of them struggling to survive.
Naturally, what they found even harder to accept was that the captain they had once respected had joined someone else's team—and that this joining would last a lifetime, with her never leaving.
If this had happened because of them, to save them when they had once been on the verge of death, then it was even more difficult to accept.
Su Ming did not know what Mu Yan and the others had experienced over the past three days, or whether they had already emerged from the grief of nearly all their companions being killed or wounded.
But judging from their current behavior, it was clear that they could hardly accept that Chi Qian had signed a contract equivalent to selling herself because of them.
That was why they had come today.
They had come for Chi Qian, but also because of Su Ming.
Su Ming glanced at Chi Qian.
Chi Qian's expression was rather heavy and bitter, seeming extremely complicated.
Su Ming knew that Chi Qian had not told Mu Yan and the others everything.
At the very least, she had not revealed his true strength, the specific process of rescuing them, or Xiao Hai'er's existence to her former companions.
Those matters involved Su Ming's personal