The atmosphere in the corner behind the supply vehicle was a bit delicate.
Wang Jixuan had already begun to adjust. After the big battle, everyone refrained from reminiscing and mourning, quickly entering the rhythm of preparing for the next battle.
But to talk about love right after a bitterly won battle, that was still a bit...
Not quite right.
Soon, Wang Jixuan lost this concern.
Because Lingtong's eyes held anger, it was clear she was in a mood to seek accountability.
"That," Wang Jixuan whispered, "I'm seriously injured right now, go easy on me... uh."
Lingtong suddenly took a step forward and with her mechanical arm, she hugged Wang Jixuan tightly, holding him with great force.
Wang Jixuan found it difficult to breathe and was a bit dazed.
Her body trembled, as if enduring her emotions then released Wang Jixuan three to five seconds later, stepping back two paces.
"What's wrong?"