Before she could fully figure it out, the two of them ducked and squeezed into her tent...
Yun Wuyi furrowed his brows deeply and sent a message to the Census and Statistics Department. He hadn't yet had time to look up her teammates' records, but soon, the information the three of them had filled out at the base entrance last night was transmitted over.
After looking over the files and turning his gaze back to the tent, he saw that the martial artist named Sang Biao had set up a small folding table, arranged all the collected breakfast items on it, and even gotten up to go fetch a few cups of plain water.
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