Inside the office.
Tu Lishan looked at Zhang Yu, who was already full of white hair, and couldn't help but frown: "Are you sure you're fine?"
"If you suddenly die during work and delay the project, you'll have to pay for it."
Zhang Yu's hair had turned white due to excessive fatigue and weakness. Hearing Tu Lishan's reminder, he said calmly, "No problem, Mr. Tu. I'm very aware of my own constitution."
"For someone like me at the Foundation Establishment level, it's rare to have an opportunity, so I must seize it with all my might, fight fiercely, or how else will I succeed?"
"My recovery ability is strong. I believe my body can get through this."
Feeling the determination in Zhang Yu's eyes, Tu Lishan sighed slightly in his heart. Over his many years of teaching, he had seen countless people who dared to fight and strive, but Zhang Yu's attitude... made him feel a resolve to disregard life and death.
