"The hardships of the environment, I don't fear. It's the pain in my heart," Xu Jing said.
"There's nothing a good hotpot can't solve. If there is, then two will do!" Liang Qiu patted his chest, "I'm always ready to accompany you."
Xu Jing smiled, "Liang Qiu, thank you."
After twists and turns, she and Liang Qiu had somehow become friends. In times of sorrow and loneliness, she could only turn to him for company.
"No need to be polite, you're a pearl, you won't be covered by dust. You made great contributions this time, and Ye Huang will soon promote you. Perhaps the President might even invite you back to continue your previous position."
Xu Jing was stunned for a moment.
The past...
A vision of a large group of soldiers came to mind, sweating profusely in training, or fighting on the front lines... Her blood began to boil inside her.
Those valorous years, with their iron horses and golden spears.
Unfortunately, she could never return.
