Yanjing, Ministry Compound.
The three of them were drinking tea in the courtyard.
It was Han Jinlei, his son, and Zhao Guoping.
"Little Ping, how's your leg? Is it better?" Zhao Guoping asked.
"It's all healed, but I can't do anything too intense yet."
The intense activity that Han Renping was referring to was not the activity of ordinary people, and it was a high-intensity battle.
After all, he had once participated in the Central Guards Brigade's trial.
"What a pity. Otherwise, you would have been able to enter the Central Guards Brigade now."
"Don't mention him!" Han Renping said, "My future is ruined by him!"
With Han Renping's current situation, he would have had a chance to be selected when the Central Guards Brigade held another trial.
But now, Lin Yi had already become a member of the Central Guards Brigade and had even become the deputy team leader.
