Qiu Wenzheng had always known that Jun Mohan cared about Feng Sujin, but recently he discovered that he didn't know enough. Jun Mohan's level of care refreshed his understanding again and again.
He actually doesn't quite understand, can you really love someone to that extent
Jun Mohan didn't listen to Qiu Wenzheng's joke. His expression was serious. He was worried about Feng Sujin now.
Even if he explained it a hundred times, he still wouldn't feel reassured.
"I decided to go to the Snow Wolf Club myself!"
Qiu Wenzheng felt that his breath was stuck in his throat and he couldn't come up, "You... you had a fever because of Feng Sujin, who was exposed to the wind outside for so long that day, and I don't know what you have planned for the past few days. I've tried my best to hang on to you, but it's just getting better, but you want to go out again, you really don't want your life!"
Qiu Wenzheng felt that he could no longer get angry.
Because no matter how angry he was or how he persuaded her, when it came to Feng Sujin's matter, Jun Mohan was always very stubborn and insisted on having his own way, and he didn't even care about his life.
Jun Mohan glanced at Qiu Wenzheng indifferently, "I'm not worried, but I still want to go."
And the most important thing is that he misses Ajin very much. The yearning is so painful that his heart aches every inch. He wants to see Ajin, even from a distance.
Moreover, during the important sacrificial ceremony of the Snow Wolf Tribe, Feng Sujin became the Snow Goddess of the Snow Wolf Tribe. He wanted to accompany her at such an important moment.
Even if she doesn't know, he still has to accompany her.
Jun Mohan didn't want to miss many important moments in Feng Sujin's life.
Qiu Wenzheng said: "I will go with you."
Jun Mohan shook his head and said: "The Dakun tribe is still fighting in chaos. You are here to help Miss Liang control the situation and take the initiative when necessary."
Ever since the civil unrest broke out in the Dakun tribe that day, the civil war has continued.
But the major forces later learned that some things were guided by someone, such as the Luoshui girl from the Snow Wolf Division. However, the major forces started fighting and could not stop.
So while they were fighting, they were thinking of sending someone to assassinate the Luoshui girl.
Wave after wave of assassins were quietly intercepted by Jun Mohan, but this time there would be a large-scale assassination operation, so Jun Mohan could only arrange a more rigorous protection plan.
Qiu Wenzheng looked at the map on the table and shook his head, "You will plan everything and use it multiple times. Okay, I can stay in the Dakun tribe, but you must ensure that you come back safely."
Jun Mohan nodded, "Well, it's the Hankun Festival in Dakunbu soon. We're going to have reunion dumplings tonight. I'll be back."
Qiu Wenzheng sighed and said: "I know, you want to reunite with Feng Sujin. You don't want to miss it this time, but you can't show up. I will find a way to arrange for you to be together during this festival."
A soft and warm light flashed across Jun Mohan's eyes. Perhaps only Feng Sujin could make his heart feel a little warmer.
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Snow Wolf Department
Long before the sacrifice began, people were standing under the sacrificial platform, and many, many people were waiting along the way.
Various firecracker salutes and many officiants were ready around. Many people were standing on each step, and colorful ribbons were floating high in the sky.
This is the most important cultural ceremony of a nation, and everyone is waiting patiently to watch.
"I heard that I can meet Miss Luoshui this time!"