His eyes were filled with exhaustion, staring blankly ahead, with not a spare ounce of energy to spare on the two newcomers. In his view, everything around him was like a phantom image; he moved only by instinct, dragging a body that felt as if it no longer belonged to him. He walked straight toward Director Liu, then followed him silently out of the room.
Wang Jianguo sat on the edge of the bed, his heart pounding like a drum, yet he stole a cautious, careful glance toward the man, his gaze sweeping over him in an instant. At that single look, his heart sank—it really was Xu Damao! Wang Jianguo’s brow furrowed instantly, his mind in total turmoil. How could he be here? What on earth was going on? *It seems I'll have to find a chance to ask Director Liu about this later,* Wang Jianguo thought to himself, his expression revealing a flicker of confusion and unease.
Before long, Director Liu and Xu Damao returned. Their figures flickered in the dim light, both of them carrying trays of food steadily in their hands. The faint heat rising from the bowls offered a sliver of comfort in the cold night. Seeing this, Zhao Shuzhuo quickly and efficiently cleared off a relatively clean table. Though the surface was worn and scarred, in such a crude environment, it counted as a rare patch of "pure land."
Chapter 357