"Ugh..."
Wen Yan stood by the roadside, cleared his throat, and spat something out, his twisted expression finally relaxing.
The feeling was extremely uncomfortable, clearly a strong sense of nausea, yet it was just a feeling, nothing came out, as if it was reverse vomiting.
Actually getting something out made him feel better.
He put away his phone, stood by the roadside rubbing his head, while the Field Agent beside him looked confused and handed him a bottle of water.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Wen Yan rinsed his mouth, without explaining.
He glanced at the Field Agents, said nothing, and did not ask them to look at the picture.
The Scorching Sun Department indeed lacks manpower, but that doesn't mean there are few people; they are spread across various commanderies in the Divine Land, with branches in each commandery and state, the total number is certainly not small.
