After the old man left with his people, the Special Department took on a different look, as if constantly in a state of alert, with everyone's nerves tightly wound.
Little Taotie pouted and tugged on Hua Jinyan with her chubby little hands.
Hua Jinyan instinctively leaned over with his ear.
Little Taotie muttered, "It's all that substitute grandpa's fault, everyone is so serious now, no snacks, no jokes."
Hua Jinyan sighed, "The boss disappearing this time requires others to lead a rescue; everyone feels guilty, thinking if only they were stronger, maybe the boss wouldn't have to suffer."
Little Taotie puffed up her cheeks, "It's not just up to them. Clearly, you're the one who did the hard work chopping trees."
Hua Jinyan gestured for silence, "Let's keep a low profile."
"Why hide when you've done something good? You're really amazing, it's all thanks to you."
