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Hiding in the forest trenches, Chen Ying, Lying Wood, Hong Xiaoxiao, and Adept Horse froze mid-motion, their pulses spiking.
As commander on the battlefield, Nine Frost's reputation for calm, controlled, and precise communication meant any casual expletive like “dammit” or “shit” signaled impending catastrophe.
“What is it?!” Chen Ying snapped to attention from her rest, immediately engaging Sensory—but detected nothing.
“Ahem.” Nine Frost cleared his throat awkwardly. “All's clear. Sorry, I have private matters to attend to.”
The others let out a sigh of relief and exchanged a glance.
Nine Frost pulled out his phone and opened his voice modulation app, selecting his usual profile. “Hello, Grandma. It's me, Xiuyi.”
The app transformed his words into a younger,...
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