Mu Chenggong gritted his teeth, walked up to Su Chaoyang, and stared at his military uniform. He patted his shoulder heavily, rearranging his badge, "I'll be waiting for your return!"
Su Chaoyang's dark pupils violently contracted, then he held his head high and puffed out his chest, returning with a standard military salute!
Turning around, the sound of his military boots hitting the ground rhythmically echoed in Lady Mu's nervous heart. Just before Su Chaoyang walked out the door, she suddenly stood up, steadied herself, and tried to keep her voice steady, "Chaoyang, your aunt has never asked anyone for anything in her life...this time, I beg you, please bring Xiaowan back safe and sound!"
Su Chaoyang gritted his teeth, the veins on the back of his hand gripping the sniper rifle bulged due to his grip tightening.
His steps faltered for a few seconds, he said nothing and then strided away, head high.
