Chapter 1290 - 1360: The Closest

Chen Huaying’s straightforward way seemed to tear open a bloody wound within a few words. Liu Yilan’s vision was filled with blood red, and she even thought she was having a nightmare.

She rubbed her cheeks and pinched herself hard, realizing the pain brought her back to a bit of calm.

’I am very sad, we are all very sad. Wu Youli said not to tell you, everyone didn’t want you to be sad with us. But I think we still need to tell you, you have the right to know! I’m sorry, I made you sad, but everyone says time can heal all wounds. In the future, we will be okay, and you will be better.’

’Your closest teammate—Chen Huaying.’

Liu Yilan finished reading the letter, lifted her head blankly to look at her classmates surrounding her.

"For you." A red-haired girl shyly handed her a brand-new handkerchief. Then made a wiping gesture.

Liu Yilan touched her cheek dumbfoundedly, her fingertips were cold liquid. It turned out she had unknowingly been in tears, and her suppressed sobs had alarmed the people studying around.

So everyone came to surround her.

"Liu, did something happen that made you sad?"

"We can help you."

"Feel free to tell us."

Liu Yilan shook her head, "No, thank you!"

What she needed was prayer, she wanted to hide under the covers and have a good cry.

****

Northern District

The annual competition is about to begin. This is a long-standing tradition in the rescue world, with fierce competition every year. Winning first place for three consecutive years entitles one to the title of the strongest rescue team.

This is supreme honor for the rescuers.

For this, countless passionate men have been gearing up for a long time, eager to try.

In recent years, the title of strongest rescue has always belonged to the War Wolf Rescue Team and has never changed hands. This year, with Xu Qigang’s incident, everyone’s opportunity has come.

Before the competition, there is a lot of preparation work. As the President, Meng Xingzhi has been inspecting the teams continuously for more than a month. Just returned from below, it’s time to hold a meeting.

All presidents and advisors were called in.

In the meeting room, everyone was present, except for the Rescue Association’s seat left empty. It’s been half an hour late, yet Shen Feihu hasn’t arrived.

This brat’s guts are getting bigger and bigger, daring to be late for such a meeting, he’s the first.

Outrageous.

"Liang Ximing, is Shen Feihu not coming?" Meng Xingzhi asked.

"He’s coming soon, just about to come." God knows, when Liang Ximing left the Rescue Association, the President wasn’t even there. For the past half month, Shen Feihu has been at the War Wolf Rescue Team, where the comrades’ emotions were very unstable in Xu Qigang’s absence.

There were frequent requests for battle, even letters written in blood.

These matters were suppressed by Old Shen, but if Xu Qigang doesn’t return, probably no one can hold it down.

Actually, everyone can understand, everyone’s heart is not well.

Especially for the comrades of the War Wolf Rescue Team, as the elite comrades. The captain’s wife was kidnapped and killed by the enemy, and they were embarrassed to even hold their heads high.

Such a disgrace!

Not avenging a grudge, this isn’t the style of War Wolf Rescue Team.

Speak of the devil and he will appear, as soon as the words finished, the door of the meeting room was pushed open.

Shen Feihu appeared at the door, wearing a rescue suit, covered in mud, with his face painted messily with grease paint.

Everyone looked at him with disdain, "Old Shen, what have you been up to?"