Clang—
The office door was suddenly pushed open with a piercing noise.
Mei Xinshan hadn't even had time to mourn the loss of another comrade when he saw the man rush back without even knocking.
"Huh? Why are you back again..."
"Captain Mei! He's back! He's come back! It's unbelievable, three months! He stayed in that damned place for three whole months and he's still alive!" the man said, gasping for breath.
Listening to the man's somewhat incoherent words, Mei Xinshan frowned and asked in confusion, "What do you mean he's back, what damned place, three months? Have a drink of water, catch your breath, and tell me properly."
Before the man could organize his words,
the door was pushed open again.
A youthful and handsome face appeared in the office, and Wu Liang beamed with a sunny smile, saying, "He means—I'm back, Captain Mei. Could you spare me a meal? I've had way too much dry food these days and really miss the steamy food of human society."
"You! You're not..."
