Bai Qinghua and Weng Pinting rushed towards the placement point as soon as they heard Shi Qianqian's report—the teachers of the research team finally shed their usual laid-back demeanor. The senior sister clutched the folder tightly, its corners worn down.
Seeing the large contingent led by the two commanders, they instinctively stopped in their tracks.
And the Half-sleeved Commander, as if finally catching the culprit, rushed forward and charged towards them, the torn sleeve of his jacket flapping with the motion: "Professor Bai, Teacher Wong—is that right? I heard that currently it's your people doing interventions inside the placement point? Who gave you the authority to make such a big commotion? The mess Professor Ji caused last time hasn't been settled yet, you guys..."
Weng Pinting instinctively clenched her fingers around the folder, her knuckles turning white from the pressure, instinctively wanting to explain.
