"Just leave it outside."
The words were an order, leaving no room for dissent.
The two female soldiers were stunned, completely baffled.
"Why, why?"
One of them, a slightly round-faced and sturdier female soldier, asked in bewilderment.
The female soldier beside her was slim and petite, lips slightly pursed, avoiding Mo Shangjun's gaze, obviously somewhat afraid of her.
Mo Shangjun looked at them indifferently, not saying a word.
Feeling a terrifying pressure, the two exchanged glances, growing nervous. The slimmer soldier tugged at her companion's sleeve, signaling to give in to the situation.
They walked away reluctantly.
As they moved off, their complaints could still be heard.
"Feifei, what kind of person is she? We were just doing a good deed without interfering with her."
"Du Juan, stop talking."
The slim soldier named Feifei advised in a lowered voice, soft and timid.
Mo Shangjun touched her nose, unconcerned as she withdrew her gaze.
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