Others quickly followed suit.
“I understand their anxiety about someone going missing, but this behavior not only slaps us in the face, but also makes us feel uneasy.”
"We must make them all stop."
"I think we should take this opportunity to reassign people there. After all, if Gu Lizhen doesn't come back, the 11th Army will have made contributions. It's not good to kick them while they're down. We still need a new regimental commander."
These words resonated with everyone, and they all turned to look at the speaker.
But then he met a pair of unfathomable black eyes.
The man was dressed in a simple white shirt and trousers, his hair casually loose. The stark contrast between his extremely pale skin and jet-black hair made him look like a cold piece of jade.
He Shiyi strode forward, his footsteps landing on the ground with even, slow steps, each step as precise as if measured, until he finally sat down in the only empty seat at the table.
He placed his hands together on the table, lowered his eyes slightly, revealing only his well-defined profile.
Besides the nobles who were ranked in the safe zone, there were also military personnel who had been brought in to make up the numbers. Perhaps those pleasure-seeking nobles no longer remembered that face.
But someone in the military stared wide-eyed, and after confirming several times, urgently sent a message to Ernst.
"Urgent! That guy surnamed He is back!!!"
He Shiyi's voice rang out in the silent space, carrying a natural air of nobility and a hint of amusement: "Why did you stop? Let's continue, everyone."
The man's fingers froze, then suddenly left a blur on the communication screen.
"Help! I'm afraid we can't protect those old guys!"
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