"Old Shen, will they be okay?" Reporter Sun used the last bit of her strength and walked another dozen meters. She came to Zhao Yunlong's side and asked the question breathlessly.
"They could die at any moment." Zhao Yunlong's voice was calm. He sat on the ground with his legs apart. He held a bottle of mineral water and sipped it. He did not even look at Reporter Sun. His eyes were like falcons as he stared at the two black shadows.
"Then hurry up and call them back." Reporter Sun was anxious and a little angry.
"If we can leave, we'll all go up later." Zhao Yunlong really could not be bothered with this flower that grew up in a greenhouse. "If they come back, how can we complete the mission?"
"Is the mission more important or a human life?!" Reporter Sun was furious.
"The mission," Zhao Yunlong said indifferently.
Reporter Sun was stunned...
