She had thought that the mission this time might be very dangerous before she got here, so she mentally prepared herself ahead of time.

Today, they stayed in a temporary residence provided by the local overseas Chinese.

It may have been because they were compatriots from the motherland, but the overseas Chinese specially provided a dinner of dumplings and Laoganma chili sauce for Ye Tianxin and her entourage.

The person in charge distributed a piece of paper and a pen to everyone at the table.

“Please write your will.”

Since everyone always went on an urgent and dangerous mission, they all had to write a will in advance.

Nobody knew what would happen after the mission started!

“I don’t need to write it.”

Ye Tianxin pushed the paper and pen away from her. She would not write a will.

She would stay alive.

No matter what happened, she would live and wait for Li Qingcang to come back to her side.

She relied on her determination and will to survive.

“Ye Tianxin, you must obey orders. Thus, you must write yours. Everyone, listen carefully. From the moment you agree to participate in this mission, you should no longer consider yourself a living person.”

Ye Tianxin had no other choice, so she took the paper and the pen and wrote, “I will be back.”

Yes, I would be back.

The person in charge looked at Ye Tianxin helplessly. He didn’t understand why such a little girl was allowed to carry out such an important task this time.

“Okay. You all eat first. Make sure to eat plenty because we may not even have noodles after leaving here, let alone dumplings and Laoganma chili sauce.”

Ye Tianxin quickly ate the dumplings and then began to study her mission.

She couldn’t help but feel sad and worried when she saw on the map that their destination was rather close by.

“Ye Tianxin, each of us has our own mission. I will send you to the war reporter camp later.”

“Okay.”

Ye Tianxin and the person in charge went out first after dinner.

The person in charge drove the van and sent Ye Tianxin to the war reporter camp.

Ye Tianxin’s press card and other belongings were prepared before she left the country.

When they almost reached the war reporter camp, the person in charge said to Ye Tianxin, “Ye Tianxin, safety first. My compatriots and I are waiting for your triumphant return in the motherland.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll be fine.”

Ye Tianxin confidently patted her chest and promised.

The person in charge and she got out of the van. This was just a temporary contact point for the war reporter camp.

“Hello, this is Ye Tianxin, the reporter I mentioned on the phone.”

Wells took one look at Ye Tianxin and raised his eyebrows in disdain. He asked him, “Just this little girl? Are you sure?”

“Yes, it’s her.”

Wells looked up and down at Ye Tianxin’s whole body. There was nothing wrong with her clothes, but being a war reporter was dangerous.

He didn’t know why her family would agree to it.

“Okay.”

Ye Tianxin and Wells walked into the war reporter camp. After walking a distance, Ye Tianxin turned and looked at the person in charge, who still seemed worried.

Perhaps he was also wondering whether it was a good idea to entrust such an important task to a girl who had not yet turned 20.

“Augustine, this Ye Tianxin, a war reporter from the Empire.”

Augustine was a man in his 40s who experienced many vicissitudes of life. When he saw Ye Tianxin, he silently threw a pair of scissors at her.