Chapter 599 - Bo Xiaos Missing

Chapter 599: Bo Xiao’s Missing

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

After the heavy rain, the air in Beijing was moist.

An Rao sat on the balcony and inexplicably thought of the huge wave that she had seen on the deck when she was kidnapped by the pirates that day and a tall figure.

An Rao counted the days. It seemed like she had not contacted Bo Xiao for two days.

Bored, An Rao clicked on her phone and finally sent Bo Xiao a WeChat message. “What are you doing?”

As expected, no one replied.

At that moment in Continent F,

The originally bustling market had been smashed into pieces by stray bullets.

“Sir! Unknown high threat weapons have been detected. Requesting everyone to retreat!” The report of his subordinate came through the earpiece.

“Team Two, Team Four, Team Five, evacuate. Team Three, stay behind. Come with me to the city center and destroy the confidential documents.” Bo Xiao clenched his fists and ordered in the rain of bullets.

“Young general! The city center is dangerous. The suppression of the enemy’s armed forces is too fierce. Leave with the main troops first!”

“Obey orders!” Bo Xiao’s words made his subordinate shut up.

The embassy stationed in China had confidential information on the military. These things could not fall into the hands of others, and Bo Xiao had to destroy them himself.

“Mm, I know.” Jun Shiling returned Xia Wanyuan’s hand, but the coldness in his eyes did not dissipate.

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It had been a long time since Xia Wanyuan had returned to the Qing University for classes. This time, they heard that Xia Wanyuan was here.

The lecture theater of the art building was packed. Even the corridor outside was filled with people who had come to listen.

Xia Wanyuan walked into the classroom and scanned the people in the classroom.

She was a little surprised.

That Yu Qian actually did not appear in the classroom this time.

Xia Wanyuan taught the students as usual. Just as the class was about to end, a student suddenly asked, “Teacher, I heard that you’re going to participate in the World Painter Competition?”

Xia Wanyuan nodded.

“Teacher, we believe that you will definitely win the championship!”

“Yes, Teacher, you can do it. In the future, we will learn from you and spread Chinese painting to the world.”

Looking at the youthful students in front of her, whose chests were filled with emotions, Xia Wanyuan’s heart was touched.

She suddenly understood why those great scholars in his previous life were willing to be poor even though they could easily obtain a high official’s title, as they had opened a small academy in the mountains.

Originally, she had been invited to teach by Professor Zhang at all costs, but with these young students, Xia Wanyuan suddenly felt that she had not simply become a teacher here.

She was someone who would pass on the legacy to someone else.