"Uh--, I think you have a special relationship with the boss. Just look at how he treats you!"

"Of course it's not ordinary. I saved his life!"

"That's right, but it's still a little different. The boss treats you better than us, it's just... it's just..."

Lei Bei wanted to say "cherish women", but Luo Wenyu always left him with the impression of being decisive and ruthless, with a temper as violent as thunder. Even Lei Bei himself could not accept such a sentimental word being used to describe Luo Wenyu, and he stuttered for a long time without saying it.

Qingshan rolled his eyes and changed the subject:

"No, I think everyone in your team has a good relationship with each other! Take you and Batur for example, aren't you very good?"

"Of course, Batu and I are closer than brothers!" The stupid Lei Bei was fooled and forgot his original intention of talking to Qingshan. He began to brag about his brotherhood with Batur.

"I heard from Luo Wenyuan that Batur can't speak because his vocal cords are injured?"

Chen Qingshan, who successfully changed the subject and attempted to pry into other people's privacy, smiled like a little fox.

Speaking of his good brother's deeds, Lei Bei was very eloquent and talked endlessly:

"Batu was the youngest special forces member when he joined the team."

In order to show that his relationship with Batur was different from others, the Rebbe always called Batur's name with one less character than others.

"Oh? How big?"

“Eight years old!”

"What? Isn't that still a child?"

"Hey, little beauty, listen to me slowly! Batu was very strong when he was little. At the age of four, he could drag a sturdy ram with one hand. However, most grassland herders are strong and sturdy, so people who know Batu just praise him a few times and don't think there is anything unusual.

By the time Batu was eight years old, he was as tall as his mother. One day, while shepherding his sheep to pasture, he encountered a pack of wolves ready to devour them. Sheep were a precious treasure for herders, so Batu fought fiercely to protect them. He fought the wolves barehanded, killing six. Finally, the leader attacked Batu and shattered his larynx. With his last remaining strength, Batu twisted the leader's neck and passed out. His parents and two older brothers waited until nightfall, but with no sign of Batu or the sheep, fearing he had been harmed, they mobilized the surrounding herders to search for him. Finally, they rescued the bloodied Batu. Luckily, Batu had strong skin and survived despite his severe injuries.

The story of the young grassland hero battling a pack of wolves barehanded spread among the herders, and a reporter published it in a newspaper, catching the attention of Qilin. Qilin's men found Batu, tested him, and confirmed he was a power-based psychic, so they recruited him into the special forces. Unfortunately, his larynx had already healed by then, and Commander Bai explained that the wolves had damaged Batu's nerves, and there was nothing they could do about it. Batu has been mute ever since. "Alas!"

So that's how it is. Bai Hezheng's wood-based abilities are indeed useless for nerve damage.

"Call Batu over for me to see."

When Lei Bei heard Qingshan say this, his eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly went to the back of the cabin and woke up Batur, who was sleeping soundly with his earmuffs on.

"Batu, Batu, don't sleep! The little beauty is going to cure you!"

Batu was half-drowsy, and before he could figure out what was going on, Lei Bei pulled him to sit opposite Qingshan, looking at her blankly.

Qingshan laughed at his honest look and used his spiritual power to carefully observe his throat.

When Bai Yun heard that Qingshan was going to treat Batur, she also came over. She was still unwilling to give up. She wanted to figure out where exactly she was inferior to Chen Qingshan.