When Shen Mu was organizing the elite team, he also attended many dances and banquets, and it was only natural for him to accompany the general to attend them.
Shen Mu hesitated for a moment before he could speak, but Nan Ke spoke first, "She's still injured, she..."
"It's just a dinner party, not a mission," the general looked at Shen Mu with a warm smile, "what do you think?"
Shen Mu nodded, "Of course."
The general seemed satisfied with Shen Mu's answer and laughed, "Good, we'll leave together tomorrow morning."
Shen Mu quietly finished his steak, while Nan Ke immediately put down his knife and fork. However, the general was still eating, so Shen Mu could only sip his juice slowly and wait for the reception to end.
Nan Ke sat next to him with a very cold expression, even with a hint of anger.
Shen Mu gave him a look, but it was just a meal, don't make a scene.
