Dawn

"Tell me, No. 3, do we really need to be this cautious?" In the dense forest, a girl wearing a baseball cap and carrying a black bag pouted, looking thoroughly unwilling.

Her black bag looked incredibly heavy. Half of a serrated blade and the handle of some unknown tool stuck out of it, both marked with what looked like dark red stains—perhaps blood.

Luo He walked about two meters ahead of her without looking back. In his usual calm voice, he said, "This is a task the teacher specifically assigned. We have to do it properly." He had an air of unquestionable authority about him.

"What special assignment? It's all that little brat No. 13 talking nonsense and treating a scrap of authority like a royal decree." Fu Fu clenched her fists, her eyes fierce. "Just wait till I get back. I'll teach him a lesson. This time, calling me 'Daddy' won't be enough to get him off the hook!"

"Don't talk nonsense. If the teacher said so, she must have her reasons. We—"

"All right, all right, I can't argue with you. But did you really have to drag me over ten miles through the mountains? Look at me—my legs are getting thinner by the minute, while you're not carrying anything." As she walked, Fu Fu lightly pounded her lower back with a small fist and huffed, "You really don't know how to treat a woman. No wonder nobody's chasing you."

Suddenly, Luo He stopped. A moment later, the bushes ahead rustled, and several people in camouflage emerged, each carrying a gun.

"Dawn!" the one in front called to them. The others raised their guns slightly, looking ready to open fire at the slightest provocation.

"Watch," Luo He replied calmly. It was the agreed-upon password.

Hearing the correct response,