Zhao Xinghua didn't manage to find out what they were planning, but he figured that with such an important matter at hand, Ye Lingfeng wouldn't act recklessly, so he didn't press further. Before leaving, he cautioned, "Make sure to wear protective gear and be careful." With the Wind-Driven Talisman, dealing with the wastewater was manageable, but Zhao Xinghua was still most concerned about the radiation exposure.
The Chief also fixed his gaze on Lan Tian, admonishing, "Follow orders in all actions, no recklessness, and be very cautious." His brow was furrowed, filled with worry.
Lan Tian looked at him and suddenly smiled, stepping forward to give him a hug. "I knew you cared for me the most; don't worry!"
"You brat," the Chief scolded him without much heat, giving his shoulder a light punch. "What good is that? You're always getting into trouble."
Lan Tian exaggeratedly clutched his shoulder, laughing.