The Daredevil Squad had a rule: in life-threatening situations, firearms and bullets couldn't be lost.
"I didn't expect this!" Jiang Junlin muttered to himself. He heard a sound coming from the corridor. It was late at night in Paris, and everyone was asleep, making the footsteps sound particularly clear.
He was so familiar with Ji Chi's footsteps that he didn't need to identify them; he knew it was him.
Ji Chi carried a bag of daily necessities and food. The safe house was his personal space, so he had supplies. However, most of the food was instant and dry rations, fearing that Jiang Junlin wouldn't be used to it, he had bought some hot food.
Jiang Junlin stepped back from the window, looking at Ji Chi with indifference. The camaraderie formed during their life-and-death struggles couldn't compare to the pain Ji Chi had put him through for over a month, forcing him to witness a vengeful explosion.
