The sky was overcast and dim, with fine rain falling like threads.
In late autumn, Shan City's weather changed by the moment, and the breeze was cold and still.
Shelter 058, Office One of the command center.
Lin Ye and Xu Yong sat facing each other, their heartbeats slightly quickened, both feeling somewhat uneasy as though they had been caught doing something wrong.
Just moments ago, he had nearly done something to the precious daughter of Shan City's leader...
Xu Qi sat beside the former, the blush on her face not yet faded. Too shy, she did not dare look at him.
Xu Yong's sharp, hawklike eyes swept over them both, a faint, knowing smile curling at the corners of his lips.
"Lin Ye, how have you considered the matter of forming a squad?"
Without beating around the bush, Shan City's leader went straight to the point.
Lin Ye: "..."
"Qiqi, make some tea." Xu Yong glanced at his daughter and spoke softly.
"Okay~"
Though somewhat unwilling, Xu Qi still got up and began busying herself at the tea table nearby.
"War God Xu, rationally speaking, I don't want to form a Martial Artist squad and make it a burden for myself. The losses would outweigh the gains!"
Lin Ye looked at Xu Yong with clear, tranquil eyes and spoke slowly, unhurriedly.
With a clang, the teacup in Xu Qi's hand fell and rolled across the tea table.
"It's fine, it's fine, my hand slipped!" she hurriedly explained, then awkwardly began boiling water and making tea.
Clearly, Lin Ye's words had greatly surprised her.
"Mm." Xu Yong neither agreed nor disagreed, merely nodding as a trace of complexity flickered in his eyes.
"I'm very happy that you can tell me what you truly think. It proves that Qiqi and I