If a person didn't even know how to fight for themselves, no matter how much they suffered or how difficult it was, they would be asking for it.
One had to know how to fight for what one wanted, how to measure one's own ability, understand right from wrong, and distinguish between good and evil. Even if one lived an ordinary life, the way one lived would be one's own and would never be copied.
After she finished speaking, Xia Jinyuan drank three mouthfuls of cold water and finished talking about serious matters. He kicked the ground lazily and rolled the wheels on the chair. It was convenient for him to raise his long legs and place them on the desk.
G3 walked in and saw that the captain, whom the special forces soldiers respected and feared, had lost his image. His legs were placed on the table, and he was shaking them. He looked like a hooligan and bad person. G3 couldn't help but hold his forehead.
