It was Fang Qingyu.
"Captain Fang... did you say... Black Pine Ridge?"
Zhou Zhenguo instinctively repeated, his tone carrying a strong sense of confirmation.
His finger once again forcefully tapped on the glaring red dot.
Fang Qingyu met his astonished gaze, his tone still calm yet imbued with an air of certainty:
"Yes."
"Rest assured, General Zhou! No matter if it's Black Pine Ridge or White Pine Ridge, if any Life Ghost dares to show its face, I'll hammer it back underground!"
Chu Kuanglan pounded his chest forcefully, producing a dull thud that made the water glass on the table slightly tremble, his face showing no trace of fear and full of boldness.
Lu Jiuyuan gripped the sword handle at his waist tightly, his gaze as sharp as a drawn blade, and said deeply, "It's our duty, and we will not shy away. Leave it to us."
Wei Banmeng said nothing, merely giving a slight nod to Zhou Zhenguo, his cold gaze containing a silent promise.
