Before that, he should sleep on the floor in the restaurant.
Cheap residential electricity had turned into expensive commercial electricity. That was truly heartbreaking.
Zhao Bai was stir-frying.
Heavenly Fire Judgment provided stable, clean, pollution-free energy.
The Xuanyuan Sword hovered around him, silently watching the blazing white flames.
Fu Hua arrived.
She knocked on the back kitchen door without rushing inside.
Very polite.
Zhao Bai disliked this kind of politeness, because it meant she was asking for help. Problems even Fu Hua could not solve were basically earth-shattering problems, and Zhao Bai did not like that feeling.
"Mr. Zhao, are you there?"
"Not here."
"Please stop joking. I have an urgent matter to discuss with you."
Zhao Bai tidied up the kitchenware, held the Xuanyuan Sword in his arms, and went out to meet the Squad Leader.
"What is it?"
"I have to take Kiana to Singapore. It is a direct order from headquarters. I keep worrying that something dangerous will happen. It is a martial artist's premonition, and it is very accurate."
"If even you can't handle it, how could I possibly manage it?"
"You are the inheritor of the Taixu Divine Sword, the one chosen by the Xuanyuan Sword. Her affinity with you is so high that she even grows close to those you are close to. I believe in you."
"Listen to that. The person who has spent the longest with little Xuanyuan Sword is you, Squad Leader. Does that mean you're someone close to me?"
Fu Hua was momentarily speechless.
She truly did not know how to refute that.
"If you don't want to go, then don't..." Fu Hua's tone was somewhat subdued.
There was even a trace of resentment in it.
Uh...
Was that really necessary?
After Fu Hua left, Zhao Bai extended a finger