Control and Guidance
"..."
At noon, Starlight City, in a building located within a residential district.
The windows were tightly covered by heavy gray curtains, leaving the second-floor room exceptionally dark and lonely.
Leon Li sat quietly on a temporary chair in the middle of the room. Since breaking through the Bee Slope Belt blockade with his troops last night and leading the remnants of his forces to join up with the Seventh Legion's main army,
he had applied to use this temporary location for rest. Yet after arriving in this room, he had sat in that chair for an entire night without making a single other movement, like a lifeless puppet.
There was no sound in the air. The world seemed as still as death.
But the next second, a violent crash suddenly rang out.
The oppressive, stifling atmosphere in the room was completely shattered.
Bang!
As the door was violently kicked open from outside, a tall figure in a light green military uniform stepped in. He had long gray-white hair tied in a ponytail, a handlebar mustache, and gold-rimless glasses.
The middle-aged man was large and burly, with a long face and a red, bulbous nose.
Using the light spilling in through the doorway, he first glanced at his disciple sitting in the chair with a numb expression. Seeing him in that half-dead state, the man's gray brows could not help but furrow slightly.
Then, without a word, he took out a pack of cheap Honeysuckle-brand cigarettes from his pocket, skillfully lit one with a match, and took a deep drag. He slowly exhaled, allowing the pungent smoke to spread through the room.
His disciple had always hated the smell of smoke. Even in the past, when he had taught Leon by order of Her Majesty the Queen,