The courtyard fell silent in an instant.
Zhao Qingxiao and the others all knew that their captain was a man of few words, profound and reserved—not one for gossip.
For him to ask a question like that could only mean one thing… 'The captain and that girl have a history.'
You have to understand, when men get to gossiping, they're no less intense than the aunties on the neighborhood committee.
Remembering the fruits their captain had been treasuring earlier, the men exchanged knowing glances. Dongfang Yu cleared his throat and began to narrate in a dead-serious tone:
"Reporting, Captain. Today, we encountered a girl near the Superpower Union Headquarters Building..."
"Later, when Ye was attacked, the girl got caught in the crossfire... To thank us for saving her life..."
Liu Hao stomped on his foot. 'What do you mean, "us"?! Those fruits were clearly a gift for me and me alone!'
