Xu Duoduo pouted and said, "You're not being fair."
Qin Luo panicked and switched off the burner under the corn simmering in milk. "Of course I am! I'll tell you, I'll tell you right now. The most dangerous one was probably the time I went undercover."
Quite a few people had died that time.
But they had stopped a terrorist attack.
Qin Luo's identity had nearly been exposed, and he had almost died on that mission.
"The psychological pressure was intense that time."
That was why Qin Luo remembered it so vividly. The moment he entered that organization, everything had been nerve-racking. Predators surrounded him, and the waters ran deep. He couldn't afford a single wrong step.
"Brother Cao was guiding me back then. Now he was really something." Qin Luo had learned a great deal, and that mission was what made him admire the Four Continents Team so much.
He had been injured on other missions too, but they weren't so bad. He had survived in the end, after all.
Shishi was softhearted and deeply empathetic.
Sure enough, she settled down after hearing his story.
Every so often, she touched his abs, where he said he had been stabbed two or three times.
She pouted, no longer smiling.
Qin Luo teased her with a smile. "What are you feeling around for? Stop touching. The scars are gone."
Only after he began going on actual missions and watched his comrades die one after another did Qin Luo understand why his family had opposed him joining the military. The fearless boy had grown up too, learning to share the good news and keep the bad to himself.
He also understood the weight on his shoulders better.
Yesterday, when Qin Luo thought back on those years when he and Xu Duoduo had