It's truly a matter of life and death.
"You're not here to plead for them, are you?" Mo Shangjun turned her body to face him directly.
That squinting, lightly smiling facade, when seen by Lang Yan, was truly terrifying.
"No! Absolutely not!" Lang Yan cut in decisively to declare his stance, unwaveringly saying, "Those little brats... deserve punishment! Deserve punishment!"
"That's good to hear." Mo Shangjun took two steps forward, raised her hand to pat his shoulder, and said amiably, "The gun will trouble you to return."
"...Alright."
Lang Yan felt like he suddenly became her errand boy.
"By the way," Mo Shangjun withdrew her hand and looked up at him, "training starts tomorrow. No problems, right?"
"No problems."
