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He had a square face, with a long scar stretching from his brow down to his cheek, giving him a somewhat fierce appearance. His hair was cropped so short it was nearly invisible, and his physique was large and robust. Dressed in military uniform, he appeared sharp and efficient.

Looking at this instructor now, Ouyang Qianyu felt an indescribable gratitude. If he hadn't tossed them the gun, they would have had no chance of getting out alive. Yu rose quietly, gazing at him with a hint of thankfulness in his eyes.

The instructor walked over, glanced down at Xiao, who was sleeping soundly, and chuckled warmly. "This girl is truly bold and adorable!"

Yu listened to the instructor's appraisal of Xiao and smiled. Indeed, she was always like this—no matter what dangers she faced, she remained calm and collected, confident in everything she did.

She always brought unexpected surprises to others. Watching Xiao like this, he realized his feelings for her had evolved into love—a love he could not escape. Yet, how much longer would these days of unrequited devotion last?

When would this endless waiting finally come to an end? But as long as she hadn’t found someone she loved, he still had a chance. So, no matter what, he didn’t want to give up so easily.

He watched the instructor without betraying any emotion, saying nothing, but his gaze had already given him away. The instructor, amused, continued, "I suppose you realize how serious this matter is now. Can you tell me what you know?"

As the attack was mentioned, both their expressions grew grave. Yu furrowed his brows; he was just as clueless about the incident. It had happened so suddenly, as if meticulously planned.

Step by step, it seemed fully prepared, waiting for Shangguan Xiao to walk into the trap. Fortunately, it was during military training, and thankfully she had accompanied him to the training area.

Otherwise, even if she faced danger, he would have had no way to rescue her. Thankfully, they were together! Just as the instructor thought Yu would remain silent, Yu finally turned to face him, looking serious. "I really don’t know what’s going on. Haven’t those people confessed?"

A sudden sense of foreboding rose in Yu’s heart—an unsettling feeling he despised. He hated when things slipped beyond his control. Who had sent those people?

Why target Xiao? Was it, as he suspected, all for that whip? But even that didn’t make sense. If it was for the whip, they could have simply captured Xiao and forced her to hand it over.

Why insist on killing her? All these questions wrapped around him like fog, circling endlessly, trapping him in an unsolvable riddle.

Only by unraveling the threads could all these mysteries come to light—finding the mastermind and bringing him to justice. Only then would Xiao be truly safe. Lowering his head, he gazed at her with deep affection.

The instructor observed his actions and expression, and suddenly understood everything. At that moment, Yu spoke softly, "We’ve been together since childhood. She’s always been like this."

A statement that sparked endless thoughts—the instructor listened, puzzled by the seemingly meaningless words. In the past, Xiao had encountered danger as well, but those people had been dealt with before they ever got close.

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