The people in Building 10 weren't the type to ignore advice. Apart from Zhang Qian and Zhuang Nanyang, who looked puzzled, the others exchanged glances and agreed with Chu Guodong's suggestion.

Since their parents had no doubts, Zhang Qian and Zhuang Nanyang were very grateful for Captain Chu's reminder. They didn't say much and planned to ask their parents when they got home that night.

Having already decided not to request so many supplies, the people in Building 10 didn't wait on site for all the supplies to be cleared out. After all, it was freezing cold, and it was better to go home and rest than to freeze outside.

Everyone is exhausted after so many days of running around.

After saying goodbye to Chu Guodong, Gu Yanzhi went back with everyone from Building 10.

Before heading back, Chu Guodong reminded the people from Building 10 who had participated in ice breaking to remember to collect their payment from the Songshan District government the next day, and to think about what benefits they wanted. He would help them subtly hint at it the next day.

On the way back, everyone was very happy, chatting and laughing and joking all the way.

Regardless of whether we receive any additional benefits tomorrow, the supplies we have enough to sustain us for a year and a half are more than sufficient as a reward. Our efforts over the past month have not been in vain.

What's that ahead?

As they passed a row of commercial buildings, a convoy of cars blocked their way back.

The convoy consisted of eight or nine trucks, with a black Red Star sedan surrounding the trucks.

The convoy was parked in the middle of the road, blocking the entire road, and the people in the cars were nowhere to be seen, their whereabouts unknown.

"Who is it?"

The group was preparing to weave through the convoy to return to the city. Just as they reached the last truck, a group of people in military uniforms, carrying guns, appeared out of nowhere and stood at the back of the vehicles, their guns pointed directly at them.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it was a misunderstanding."

"We just want to get back to the city by going through here," Uncle Zhang stepped forward, put the axe in his hand on the ground, raised his hands, and explained repeatedly.

"We are escorting an important leader. Step back, and you can leave after we leave," the leading soldier said expressionlessly, looking the group up and down. They looked travel-worn but didn't seem like bad people.

"Okay, let's retreat now." Uncle Zhang didn't forget to pick up the axe that was on the ground, and retreated several hundred meters with everyone.

When Uncle Zhang squatted down to pick up the axe, the soldiers were very nervous. They all pointed their guns at Uncle Zhang, ready to shoot him into a sieve the moment they saw him make any other move.

Yao knew that Uncle Zhang really had no bad intentions. When faced with this situation, his arms were trembling as he picked up the axe. Once he had the axe, he quickly led everyone to retreat.

As Uncle Zhang turned to leave, his steps appeared calm, but those who knew him well could see the tension in his voice. It wasn't just Uncle Zhang; everyone except Gu Yanzhi and his family of three was tense with so many guns pointed at them. They walked faster and faster, wishing they could grow wings and fly away from this dangerous place.

Once everyone in Building 10 had retreated to a safe distance, the leading officer waved his hand, ordering them to lower their guns. However, he still kept a close eye on everyone in Building 10, causing them to stand obediently at a distance, not daring to make any other moves, and speaking in hushed tones as if they were doing something wrong.

It took quite a while before the convoy made any other moves.

A man wearing a black down jacket and a leather hat emerged from a building by the roadside, surrounded by a group of people, and got into the black sedan in the middle.

Upon seeing the man from afar, Gu Yanzhi involuntarily shuddered, clenched her fists tightly, bit her lower lip hard with her upper teeth, and her eyes flashed with intense hatred.

Song Zhao immediately noticed that Gu Yanzhi was acting strangely. He reached out and grasped her clenched fist, then quietly moved to shield her behind him, blocking the view of others.

Song Zhao rubbed his thumb against Gu Yanzhi's hand, his tone soothing. Taking advantage of the moment when Gu Yanzhi's fist relaxed, he quickly slipped his hand into hers, holding it tightly to prevent her from hurting herself again.

Fortunately, Gu Yanzhi managed to control his emotions well. Once the convoy drove away and they could continue walking, no one except Song Zhao and Gu Yanlin could tell that Gu Yanzhi had just lost control of his emotions.

The rest of the journey was quiet and nothing else happened; everyone silently returned to their own homes.

Back home, Gu Yanzhi was still in a bad mood. She plopped down on the sofa, hugged a cushion, and immersed herself in her own world.

Song Zhao silently pulled Gu Yanzhi into his arms, patting her back gently to comfort her. Only when Gu Yanzhi's emotions calmed down and she gave Song Zhao a smile that seemed both sad and happy did Song Zhao ask softly.

Gu Yanlin sat on the sofa nearby, straining his ears, also wanting to hear the answer.

Song Zhao didn't finish his sentence, but the two people present understood what he meant.

Gu Yanzhi paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Yan Lin, sit down."

Still driven by youthful impulsiveness, Gu Yanlin immediately stood up from the sofa, wishing he could grab a weapon and tear the man to pieces right now. However, Gu Yanzhi sternly reprimanded him and made him sit back down, filled with resentment.

Song Zhao, who was usually good-tempered in front of the two of them, clenched his fist tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh, reminding himself to stay calm.

It wasn't that he didn't hate them, but he knew that the gap between them and the enemy was too large, and he needed to figure out the situation before he could proceed with his next plan.

Thinking of all the suffering Gu Yanzhi had endured, Song Zhao wished she could take her place and felt nothing but heartache for her.

"Let's take this matter into consideration," Gu Yanzhi said after calming down.

The man's identity was shrouded in mystery. In her previous life, until she successfully avenged herself, all she knew was that his surname was Yan, and everyone called him Young Master Yan. He was the heir of a powerful and influential family in the capital, and no further information could be found.

In her past life, she was able to take revenge by taking advantage of a loophole. She used the excuse that he still had some feelings for her to lure him to an abandoned building, where she detonated a bomb and successfully avenged herself.

"I understand." Gu Yanlin calmed down and realized that he had acted impulsively. How could he take revenge without knowing anything about his enemy?

Moreover, seeing that person being protected by so many soldiers, he must be of high status. Going there rashly without any preparation would be like sending myself to my death, achieving nothing of value and only alerting the enemy.

The group was in a bad mood and skipped dinner, going back to their rooms to rest.

As soon as they returned to the room, Gu Yanzhi kissed Song Zhao passionately, releasing the emotions he had been suppressing.