"Commander!"
"The Commander is back!"
Outside the building, two warriors stood guard, their postures rigid and upright, their gazes fixed firmly ahead, as steadfast as iron.
Upon seeing Lin Zhong jump out of the vehicle, they each raised their right hands to salute.
Lin Zhong, with a dark expression, nodded slightly and strode into the building, followed by Chu Feng, who was gritting his teeth and rubbing the back of his head.
The guards on both sides glanced curiously at Chu Feng but remained silent, standing as firm as pines.
...
Chu Feng followed Lin Zhong into the building, walking through the corridor into an office.
By then, Lin Zhong had calmed down and sat in his office chair with a composed expression, pointing to the sofa opposite him, he said, "Sit down, just wait a moment."
"Oh, okay."
Chu Feng sat on the sofa and looked around the room.
The room's furnishings were extremely simple, as if it had been cast in the same mold as the 381st Regiment's 19th Camp.
