Nan Fei held the letter, looking at the brutally harsh training plan, her hands trembling.
"It's unbearable to watch," she muttered with a mournful face.
"It's better to die," He Shasha succinctly summarized, and then added excitedly, "But I like it."
Yu Xiaoxiao's calm and composed handsome face showed a hint of surprise, his gaze at He Shasha softened for a moment.
The always dominant He Shasha felt a bit uneasy under his gaze, scratching her head and saying, "Don't worry, Captain Yu, Nan Fei and I are not afraid of hardship."
"Um," Yu Xiaoxiao nodded coldly.
He naturally trusted his superior's judgment. After all, if his superior entrusted someone to him, even if it were a rotten wood, he had to train them well.
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