The man stood straight, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath, his eyes harboring an incredulous astonishment.
At this time, Shang Yu put down the medicine bottle, turned to pick up the gauze, and did not hear the following report. His voice cool as he said, "Continue."
Forcing down his surprised expression, the man pursed his lips, nodded, and said, "The situation on the Mountain Road has already been dealt with. It will take at least three days to clear the roadblocks completely. I've already arranged for five helicopters to be used for travel in the near future."
"Hmm," Shang Yu responded indifferently, seemingly not in the best of moods.
It was only after tending to Li Qiao's wound that the man lifted his gaze, his deep eyes concealing surging waves, and introduced with a cool voice, "Captain of the Secret Guard, Zuo Xuan."
Li Qiao's gaze met his, and she immediately looked toward the man with the stoic face, indeed a person from the Secret Hall, "Hello."
