Qing Xuanzi shook his head: "He is too far away from us, and I can't do anything about it, but he has the talisman I gave him, so he will be fine, I assure you."

Even if Rong Zhigao was slow-witted, he knew what they were talking about, and his eyes instantly welled up with tears.

Qing Xuanzi immediately said, "Rong Zhigao, you're a man, take your mother out and let her rest for a while."

Fu Ya waved her hand, turned around and left the room, constantly encouraging herself: [I can't fall. Qingxuan said he'll be fine, he definitely won't. I can't give up. If he comes back injured, he'll need me to take care of him.]

Rong Zhigao and Rong Zhiyuan looked at their mother and then at their younger sister with worry, not knowing what to do.

Qing Xuanzi waved his hand: "Go out and keep your mother company."

The two then followed him out, leaving only the master and apprentice inside the room.

Qing Xuanzi used his spiritual power to travel over Rong Jiaojiao's entire body, and Rong Jiaojiao's body relaxed and became drowsy again.

To help her sleep peacefully, Qing Xuanzi used a sleep-inducing talisman on her.

After he fell asleep, he went outside and found that Fu Ya had already put her things on her bicycle, looking like she was about to go back.

Qing Xuanzi asked her, "What are you doing?"

With red eyes, Fu Ya said, "Brother Qingxuan, I want to go back. I want to go back and wait for his news. If I stay here, and Lian Hu can't get any news from me..."

Qing Xuanzi knew that she wouldn't be able to rest easy until she received definite news about Rong Lianhu, so she nodded without stopping her.

He simply gave Rong Zhigao some cooked food and instructed him, "Take good care of your mother and younger brother!"

Rong Zhiyuan remained silent, but he vaguely knew that something might have happened to his father. He kept his lips pursed, and followed his brother with a look of unease, as if he was about to cry.

Hearing Uncle Qingxuan mention her, she quickly assured him, "Uncle, don't worry, I'm all grown up now. My brother doesn't need to take care of me. I'll take good care of Mom with him."

Qing Xuanzi nodded with satisfaction: "You are all good children!"

Fu Ya waited at home all night, but received no news from her husband. She got up early the next morning to go to the hospital; she had to go to work. She thought, "If anything happened to my husband, he would definitely be taken to the hospital. I'll wait for him there."

Meanwhile, Rong Lianhu and his team were in the dense forests of the border region. His group had been tracking spies in the forests for several days.

They traveled day and night with almost no rest, but everyone knew that this mission was crucial and they had to successfully intercept the spy.

Finally, at the critical moment when the spy was about to escape across the border, Rong Lianhu and his team successfully stopped him.

The entire group pointed their guns at each other. Rong Lianhu said, "Put down your weapons, or I can't guarantee you'll be able to take care of yourself in the future."

The man opposite me looked to be in his forties, with a fair complexion and refined manners; he was clearly a highly educated person.

With a gentle smile, he said, "We're all compatriots, why be so cruel?"

Rong Lianhu's finger was on the trigger, and he clicked his tongue: "Looks like you're going to have to suffer the consequences instead of being polite."

As he was about to shoot him in the leg, the man quickly cried out, "No, no, no! I surrender! Didn't the Communists say they would treat prisoners of war well? I'll disarm!"

As he spoke, he threw his weapon on the ground. A member of the combat team went up and tossed the gun to his comrade. When he went to search the man's body, the man suddenly lunged at the soldier.

He then tore open his clothes, revealing the RG42 grenade that was strapped under his cotton-padded coat.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and everyone was caught off guard by this sudden turn of events.

The man knew how important he was to the people in front of him; their list of informants was in his mind.

Knowing that he was in the hands of these soldiers, his fate was predictable. He was determined to die, and his clinging to the young soldier was merely a way to take him down with him so he wouldn't be lonely on the road.

Without saying a word, he pulled the tab...

As Rong Lianhu lunged at the soldiers, he roared, "Everyone, run!"

Instead, he did the opposite, lunging forward and kicking the man in the side as he pulled the tab.

The man was injured and loosened his grip. Rong Lianhu pulled the young soldier away and then grabbed the man's cotton-padded coat, trying to tear it and the grenade off, but the man held on tightly to the grenade.

Time was running out. The grenade's pin had already been pulled, and two seconds had already passed. Time was of the essence.

Countless thoughts flashed through Rong Lianhu's mind, but he knew he had to make a choice.

His eyes hardened instantly, and without hesitation, he picked up the man, pressed him down with his body, and rolled away from the group.

At the last moment, he pressed his body against the grenade, praying in his heart that Qing Xuanzi's amulet would save his life.

He also hoped to shield the spy from all harm with his own body, saving his life, and even more so, he hoped that the soldiers who were with him would be safe and sound.

The sound of grenades exploding and the shouts of the soldiers rang out almost simultaneously. The flash of the explosions instantly illuminated the entire dense forest, and the huge shockwaves wrecked the surrounding trees and bushes.

Rong Lianhu's body was sent flying into the air by the powerful explosion, then crashed back down. Blood gushed from all over his body, which was covered in cuts and lacerations from the blast.

The man was also thrown several meters away by the powerful airflow.

Unseen by them, Ronglianhu flashed white light three times: once at the very first moment of the explosion, once when he was thrown into the air and struck by the impact, and once when he fell to the ground.

Not far away, the team members, reminded by Rong Lianhu, quickly ran away and lay down to take cover.

The aftershocks of the explosion raged through the dense forest, but fortunately, no one was seriously injured.

Still shaken, they scrambled up from behind the large tree where they had been hiding and ran towards the direction of the banyan tiger.

"Deputy Regiment Commander Rong!"

A comrade cried out in terror, tears welling up instantly. He was the man Rong Lianhu had snatched from the spies.

Because he was close to the center of the explosion, he was also seriously injured and could no longer stand up.

Seeing Rong Lianhu lying on the ground, his body blown to pieces, the soldier was filled with remorse, and tears streamed down his face.

"Quickly, call for backup!" another comrade said, his voice trembling with tears.

They quickly surrounded Rong Lianhu, trying to stop the bleeding, but the wounds were too numerous and too deep, and blood continued to gush out.

Rong Lianhu's consciousness gradually faded, but he still struggled to open his eyes, looked at his comrades beside him, and whispered, "I'm fine... Look... how is that person?"

His voice was so weak it was almost inaudible, but every word seemed to come from the strength of his entire body.