Bai Wu's clothes were still that blue-and-white uniform.
The world inside the High Tower had already shifted to the outside, and the Investigation Corps was long gone.
Qin Zong, Xie Yingjie, Wang Jue, Zheng You, these former rulers, hadn't even managed to become key cadres of Baichuan City.
Everything had changed, only the people were no more the same.
But deep in his heart, Bai Wu always considered himself the sixth member of Team Seven's Vanguard Group.
Wu Jiu didn't say anything. He recalled the image of Bai Wu trying to save Crimson and merely patted Bai Wu on the shoulder.
As always, he spoke with firm determination,
"Let's talk about what's between us after the battle is over."
In his heart, Wu Jiu also had many things he wanted to say, but he had always been like this, always restraining himself and sorting out the most important matters first.