"Captain Hang, did you… run into something? If you trust your brothers, just say it. No matter how big the hurdle, it's better to have everyone carry it with you than to shoulder it alone."
Whether it was sincere or not, eyes can't lie. A touch of emotion appeared in Hang Menglin's eyes. "Old Song, I'm fine. Really, thank you."
"I just feel the more I look the more something's off…" Old Song muttered as he sized her up from head to toe.
"Captain Hang, Old Song's right. We've known you not just for a day or two. This isn't your style. If you trust us, just tell us."
"Yeah, Captain Hang, whatever it is, we're willing to carry it with you."
"..."
Everyone chimed in, each expressing their stance.
"Since when did I turn into some fragile little Lin?" Hang Menglin smiled and pressed her palm down. "I really am fine, relax. When I need help, I won't stand on ceremony with you all."
