"General Su."
Zong Si, seated in a wheelchair, coughed in pain.
General Su was relieved to see all his subordinates safe and sound, but when his gaze swept over the weapons they were carrying, he paused for a moment. Having once been a high-ranking executive at Orola Technology, he could tell at a glance the origin of these items.
Weapons of the Divine Ash series.
How could there be so many?
He looked at the scattered shells on the ground, his eyes twitching slightly.
Zong Si briefed him in the most concise language.
"I understand. As long as Yuan Qing is okay."
First, General Su glanced at the young girl receiving emergency treatment in the medical vehicle, and after exhaling a breath of turbid air, he walked towards the edge of the Sacred Lake, catching sight of his daughter in the corner of his eye.
Ai Yue frowned slightly, having prepared herself for a confrontation with her biological father. Yet, to her surprise, she was met with a gentle look.