Lin Xinghai walked up to Liu Miaomiao's tent, metal case in hand, and knocked.
In fact, their tents were right next to each other, and in the entire Mercenary Corps encampment, only the two of them had private tents. As for everyone else, even Fang Tianhe had to squeeze in with others.
Those with the rank of captain or higher had it a bit better, able to live in two-person tents. As for the others, they were basically in 6-person or 8-person tents.
"Who is it?" a slightly surprised voice called out. Lin Xinghai then heard footsteps approaching, and soon the tent flap was opened.
When Liu Miaomiao saw Lin Xinghai, her expression was first one of surprise, then delight, which was immediately followed by a hint of shyness.
"What are you doing here?" Liu Miaomiao asked, seeming a little bashful.
"What's wrong? Not happy to see me?" Lin Xinghai said, pretending to be annoyed.
