(A minor adjustment from the previous chapter, those who have seen it may want to review the last 150 characters or so (๑*◡*๑))
Si Yuting stood helplessly in front of the closed door.
He could strategize on the battlefield but couldn't control an Ali who had a place in his heart.
The corridor quieted down, and Si Yuting no longer disturbed Qu Tong's rest, settling down by the door.
One leg bent, his back against the cold door panel, the night intensified the dark circles under his eyes.
The long night stretched on, yet he had no desire to sleep.
He raised his hand to rub his brow, taking out an Energy Liquid to consume.
Turning on the Light Brain, there were many unread messages.
He usually preferred to handle work matters in advance, but due to the recent hustle, there had been an accumulation of tasks.
Si Yuting opened an update report on this mission submitted by his subordinates.
