Afternoon.
The trainees gradually returned to the base after receiving the flags. Since there was no training and nothing much to do, the originally quiet area gradually became lively.
Mo Shangjun was napping on the grass but was woken up by the sound of several people discussing questions together.
Instantly losing sleepiness, Mo Shangjun opened her eyes and directly got up from the grass.
In late March, the weather was surprisingly hot, and the afternoon light was quite harsh. She squinted and raised her hand to pick up the training cap beside her to wear it on her head.
Pressing her brow, Mo Shangjun lazily spoke, "Still trying to hide?"
No one was visible around her, and her words seemed more like talking to herself.
However, as soon as her words fell, the shrub beside her was pushed aside, and Yan Gui's head popped out from behind the shrub, grinning as he said to Mo Shangjun, "Momo, you could figure this out?!"
"..."
Mo Shangjun shot him a cold look.
