The rain that started in the early morning finally stopped.
The sky remained overcast, the gray clouds casting a gloom over the earth.
"Sir, the bodyguards Miss Shen took with her have returned—thirty-six went out, and thirty came back," the butler said in a low voice, his expression very anxious, "Miss Shen, Miss Shen has been..."
"I know," Huo Siyu said, his face serene and indifferent, "To have such a result on her first time leading is indeed rare."
Only losing six people on her first mission, her achievements were almost catching up to Dongfang's.
Shen Li indeed had the potential to be regarded differently by Han Mochen.
"But, Miss Shen..."
The butler looked even more worried; in his view, Shen Li must have been terrified by such horrible events.
Why make her go through these things, those frightening matters at the mere thought of them.
Shen Li looked so fragile.
