"Hasn't arrived yet?"
"What?"
Mo Shangjun, who didn't quite catch on at first, was stunned, but that was just for an instant. She quickly understood.
Touching her nose, Mo Shangjun answered truthfully, "No."
Ya Tianxing's mind was put at ease. He withdrew his gaze and turned to leave the room.
The base was very quiet. I hadn't noticed before, but at that moment, I suddenly realized that all sounds had become subdued. And any noise in the corridor was clearly audible.
Mo Shangjun could distinctly hear Ya Tianxing's calm and steady footsteps, one after another, orderly and rhythmic.
Soon, she heard the sound of the office door next door opening.
There was only the sound of the door opening, it didn't close, and vaguely, some noises could be heard, but it was unclear what they were.
After a while, Mo Shangjun realized what she was paying attention to. She slightly frowned and immediately collected her thoughts.
