<h4>Chapter 1525: Chapter 1526: They Are All Just Pawns</h4>


    Li Bingbing looked up in confusion, not understanding why Xiaoxuan was pulling her back.


    "Take it slow, bro is already asleep," Xiaoxuan said cautiously.


    Only then did Li Bingbing look over at the lying Xiang Yu, noticing his even breathing, tightly closed eyes, and a body seemingly limp there.


    Seeing that Xiang Yu was indeed asleep, Li Bingbing stood up quickly, scared. She knew Xiang Yu was quite vulnerable when asleep.


    "Don’t worry, it’s safe for bro to sleep in this kind of environment, and he doesn’t have any weapons on him now," Xiaoxuan reassured quickly.


    They’ve now mastered Xiang Yu’s sleeping habits; in these conditions, he posed no risk when asleep.


    Li Bingbing, still slightly skeptical, gently touched Xiang Yu and, finding no danger, rxed and began to gently wipe his back.


    Once they finished cleaning Xiang Yu, they carefully applied the medication and wrapped him with bandages.


    This medicine was prepared by Liu Yuhang, knowing that Xiang Yu and the others would definitely need it.


    Afterpleting all this, the group washed up and went to sleep.


    At this moment, Zhong Min was in a hotel in the small town, lying on the bed, unable to sleep, tossing and turning.


    Although Xia Cheng was not a good person, he was part of the same organization as her, and now it was destroyed because of her, leaving her feeling very guilty.


    She wondered what her godfather would think when he found out about this.


    At this time, her mind was filled with images of Xiang Yu. His calm and confident smile and his poised demeanor kept reying in her mind.


    "Xiang Yu, why did you have to be a traitor?" Zhong Minmented.


    She didn’t know how long it had been, but when the eastern sun gradually climbed up, she finally fell into a deep sleep.


    Over at Rumus’s side, their entire squad hadn’t slept all night, relentlessly searching for suspicious figures.


    The battle was unexpected, but it ended in victory; they destroyed most of the opposing forces and captured many prisoners.


    By this time, the sky was bright, drawing many curious onlookers outside to catch a glimpse inside.


    But Rumus had already established a perimeter, forbidding anyone from getting close, and, of course, all journalists were also kept at bay.


    Some live news broadcasts shot their footage directly from the outskirts.


    Around noon, groggy Xiang Yu finally woke up, just as the television disyed this scene.


    The host enthusiastically narrated: "Some say this was a battle between **** and the rebels, others argue it was a fight against terrorists, and some even believe there was an alien invasion herest night..."


    Upon seeing this, Xiang Yu turned off the TV, realizing that news is often inurate.


    Xiang Yu got up and found no one around, presumably to avoid disturbing his sleep, leaving the surroundings quiet.


    "Dayong, I’m hungry. Bring me something to eat," Xiang Yu shouted.


    As soon as he spoke, Wang Dayong came in carrying something, grinning, "Brother Yu, I knew you’d be hungry when you woke up, so I already prepared it."


    Smiling, Xiang Yu nodded, surprised at how sharp the young man was.


    Tie Zhuzi and others also rushed in, relieved to see Xiang Yu lively and eating.


    Meanwhile, in the countryside of another city, someone sat on arge rock, surrounded by many people below.


    These people looked disheveled, some with bandages over injuries, others snoring on the ground.


    These people were none other than Xia Cheng and his group; they had fled all night, finally arriving in this mountain region.


    This was their second base, yet undeveloped.


    Many were growling with hunger, but no one dared to move without Xia Cheng’s orders.


    "Captain, there’s a group heading this way," someone hurriedly reported.


    "Who are they?" Xia Cheng quickly stood up.


    If **** were pursuing them, they definitely couldn’t escape.


    "I don’t know, they seem to be wearing military attire," the person replied anxiously.


    Xia Cheng felt worried too, stepping forward to see. If they were indeed pursued by ****, they might as well surrender and spare the trouble.


    Others stood up; those who had been sleeping lost all sleepiness upon hearing a report of pursuers.


    They were practically down to theirst line, battle-weary and stripped of effectiveness. If the Orchid Mercenary Corps showed up, they could easily wipe them out here.


    As a small group approached slowly, Xia Cheng scrutinized; although their green attire resembled military uniforms, there were noticeable differences.


    "Halt, who goes there?" Xia Cheng shouted with all his might.


    The small group in front came to a stop, looking in his direction.


    "Rx, we’re allies, sent by Commander Cao," one of them said amicably.


    Hearing it was Commander Cao who sent them, Xia Cheng rxed and said, "Come over."


    He then whispered to his brothers, "Stand straight, act spirited."


    Knowing to oblige, they stood in neat, albeit ragged, lines of four, ratherical in appearance.


    When those men arrived and saw the scene, they nearly burst intoughter.


    "Hello, we’re here to pick you up," one extended a friendly hand to Xia Cheng for a handshake.


    "You are...?" Xia Cheng asked, puzzled by the lean, tall figures with a practiced gait, clearly well-trained.


    "You don’t need to know who we are, just that we’re allies," the man kindly replied.


    Having no other choice, Xia Cheng nodded, "Alright, lead the way."


    Though he still hadn’t identified them, he was sure they weren’t ****, and that was enough.


    At the foot of the mountain were many vehicles waiting. They got in and left directly.


    Simultaneously, in a secluded office in Japan, Commander Cao received a phone call.


    "Report, Commander, we’ve picked them up," said the voice.


    "How many?" Commander Cao inquired.


    "Less than a hundred."


    Commander Cao sighed, "Integrate them into the formal ranks and follow your orders."


    "Understood," the voice replied crisply.


    Commander Cao hung up, knowing Xia Cheng was merely a pawn of little consequence.


    Or rather, like Zhong Min, Xia Cheng was unaware of his organization’s true purpose, mistakenly seeing it as arge, mysterious mercenary group.


    "Rumus, you dare harm my people, you’ve got a death wish," Commander Cao muttered coldly...