He struggled to remain calm, weighing his options. He knew he had to maintain the charade in front of the enemy, or they would face a disaster from which there would be no return.
Outside the stronghold, Liang Song stared intently at the surveillance monitor. Seeing He Chenguang consume the food, his heart sank to the bottom. Sweat beaded on his forehead, his hands balled into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, yet he felt no pain. He longed to charge into the stronghold and pull He Chenguang and Wang Luoran from that danger zone, but he knew that would only make matters worse.
He Chenguang fought down the strange sensation in his mouth, his eyes locking with Wang Luoran’s in a silent, mutual understanding. They knew they had to play their parts to the end.
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