"Handsome, what kind of grueling work are you doing? Is it tough?" a message from "Deep Courtyard Locks Clear Autumn" popped up in the chat window, expressing concern.
Chen Xuan lay on his bed, picked up his phone, and typed: "It's tough, and quite dangerous, too. I have an especially perilous mission tomorrow—I might not make it back."
"What kind of mission is that dangerous?"
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