"It's already the fourth day."
In the solitary ward, He MingXue spoke faintly while laying out a three of a kind.
"What's the rush?" Wang Qianfeng said. "We're fishing; the most important thing is patience. Pair of fives!"
"Pair of tens," Wang Lan silently played his cards.
"Pair of aces!" He MingXue was still somewhat annoyed. "I'm not being impatient, but as we fish for the mole, we're also expending internal trust. Many of our brothers have risked their lives for the Bureau, and we all know in our hearts that they can be trusted. Yet we're still guarding against them like they're thieves, which is disheartening for them."
"Pass!" Wang Qianfeng declared. "When the safety of the nation is at stake, if they can't even tolerate this minor grievance, are they still the elite of the Tianjian Bureau? The interests of the nation come above all else, as does its safety."
