Chu Yilan had been silent for so long, and looked so distracted at every meeting, that even some company veterans had forgotten that Sun Binghe had been trained by Yang Bin-and Yang Bin's teacher was Chu Yilan.
Master Chu didn't tear into anyone. He simply gave them a demonstration of his astonishing memory. Bringing up figures from the previous report to compare with this one took no more than a few words.
Whoever Chu Yilan's dark, brooding gaze landed on found themselves squirming in their seat.
Honestly, the feeling that a beast might bite through their neck at any moment was worse than having Assistant Sun set up a machine gun and mow them down.
Sun Binghe leisurely brewed himself a cup of tea. It felt good to save his breath.
Meanwhile, Shen Lian stood up from the ground and brushed the dirt off his backside.
The opening had just been dug, and its edges were wet and slippery. The wire operator had made a mistake, causing the cable to drop abruptly while Shen Lian was right against the rock face. Luckily, he reacted fast enough to plant a foot on a protruding rock to slow his descent, while releasing the excess cable and tightening his grip higher up. That had made his landing reasonably safe.
A crowd rushed over, calling, "Teacher Shen! Teacher Shen!" Shen Lian hurriedly said, "I'm fine, I'm fine!"
Accidents during action scenes weren't unusual, and Shen Lian did an excellent job of protecting himself.
After joining the crew, he only drank mountain spring water after it had been boiled, ate his meals at set times, and, because of the environment, insisted on wearing long sleeves to cover his arms even when everyone else was roasting.
"You really look after your health, Teacher Shen," someone remarked.